When I was younger, I wanted to be a singer. I took vocal lessons, performed in school musicals, sang for family whenever I had the chance, and started writing songs at an age where most kids were just memorizing them. It always felt natural — but it also felt like something that lived in the “dream” category.

For a long time, I thought that’s all it would ever be.

Then one day, I stopped caring what other people would think.

That’s when I started actually making music. At first, it was heartbreak songs — raw, emotional, probably dramatic — but they were honest. Writing became less about impressing anyone and more about understanding myself. Over time, I began to find my own voice and style. I’m still growing. I’m still learning. I’m nowhere near where I want to be — but that’s part of what makes me love it.

I don’t produce the beats, but I build everything else around them. The lyrics, the cadence, the delivery — that’s where I live. After recording, I mix and master my own tracks because I care deeply about how the final product feels. The clarity of the vocals, the space in the record, the balance — those details matter to me.

Artists like Eminem and Pink Floyd pulled me deeper into music — into storytelling, atmosphere, vulnerability, and depth. Now I spend a lot of my time discovering new artists, studying their sound, and understanding what makes their records connect.

Music isn’t something I’m chasing for image or validation.
It’s something I create because I feel better when I do.

I’m still evolving. Still refining. Still building.