SELF ESTEEM

To put it bluntly and aptly,my first album was just a squeak of baldness,which couldn't be more monotonous and tedious.In some sense,it has no core,let alone a soul.so when it came to the second one,I really got to sit down and ponder about merely one thing:"Who am I as a functional human being?"It was a vital but paradox puzzle,so I just kept writing either with or hit and miss.When i finished "After The Havoc",it dawned on me,that I always Intended to shrink my self to a trivial particle in every oneof my songs.

Things got worse at the end of last year and the very first months of this semester.I was announced to take part in the German debatte.The whole picture was quite obsecure for me at first but the reality revealed itself:I was actually put on a trial of seif contesting.Training with my colleague,who is the most eminent paragon i've ever known,made me wanna vanish like the vapour.i would just sink into this distraught and apprehensive state of mind,whenever i had a inclination of being bent on the real work instead of feeling small and useless.I would also lie

awake,staring at the celling,being scared of not living up to everyone's expectation.All i heard was the scoff,endless scoff.It's like catching a malencholia,u'r just blind folded from all the virtunes and the grace in u.The mental health problem I have is called"self abased',always feeling inferior than others and a liability.It's like I am so plain and mundane that I loathe myself.

From then on,I found myself:a timid and feeble boy,who's scarce of machismo and the candid eyes of finding my own beauty.How about writing a whole album about that boy I've found and help him get through this sickness of nature?

I've been back and forth about an appropriate title and tried to find a euphemious way of this self therapy journey.But at last I chose to face the demon:"Sef Esteem".Hopefully it will be the remedy 4 some of u guys,like how it heals my bleeding wounds.Love urself.

coming soon.