Something I wrote specifically about my experience during the process of recording for the first time during this project.

What would you think if I were to sink

Into my own skin I slink

Scared of my voice I don’t have a choice

Try to get over and think

My sound is important I can’t try to force it

It’s me from my head to my feet

Under a rush just ain’t enough

Love of my lyrics just leave

Then it’s just clear I feel my own fear

Hands clam up and I stop

Scared of my thoughts eyes there to watch

Even if I know that they’re not