There are times when I feel like a loser.
I wrote this incredible song last week. When I got home, I sat down at the keyboard, finished roughing it out. It sounds good... REALLY good.
Probably the best thing that I've ever heard penned from my own hand.
Even though I can play piano and guitar I can't get this song from my head to the recorder.
Under ordinary circumstances, I would call myself a loser and pout, but - ther comes a time when you have to begin to understand... I am not a loser... I just need help.
I'm not used to asking for help. Asking for help is new to me.
The question is... who can I ask?
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