Music

I miss the music that filled me with emotion
that broke my heart
or brought tears to my eyes
The music that inspired me
that reminded me of what love
what life
was
The music that I could pour every inch of my being into
The music I could feel
instead of perform.
And now, I’m asked to sing Italian
and expected to be “past”
the music that I loved in high school
in order to respect the classics
that are meant to shape my musicianship.
And I guess I just can’t get it through my thick skull.
I can’t understand why they must be counterproductive to each other.
Why can’t I just love music?

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