And as the song built to a crescendo, I screamed out the lyrics, feeling the weight of the crown lift, just for a moment, and I was free.
But then I remembered why I started doing this in the first place. I remembered the thrill of creating something new, something raw, something honest. I remembered the rush of adrenaline when we played live, when the music took over and everything else faded away. Linkin Park - Heavy Is the Crown.mp3
As I raised my mic to my lips, I felt a surge of defiance. I was going to wear this crown, but I was going to wear it on my own terms. I was going to use my voice to scream, to shout, to rage against the machine. I was going to use my music to connect, to heal, to uplift. And as the song built to a crescendo,
