Olivia Gilliam

Just like any other young teenager, I have a dream, a passion. I've been singing for longer than I can remember. As a child, I made voice recordings on my mom's phone of me singing my own little songs I used to make up. You could only imagine how those sounded. But, as a teenager, I began writing songs that made more sense, songs with deeper meaning.

Often times as I sit in class, bored about whatever history I'm learning, I'll start jotting words down in my notebook. In my head, I'll start coming up with tunes and beats that go with those lyrics. Soon enough, I have the first half of my song.

As days pass, I do this same thing every class. Doodle, jot, and put my own music to my writings. I eventually have a whole song just sitting there in my notebook, a song that I can't do anything with- multiple songs that I can't do anything with. Barely anyone knows that I do this, that I sit in a classroom whilst my teacher is going over history notes, writing. Many times I zone out, in my own world, thinking, singing to myself. I could only imagine what my other classmates are thinking I'm doing as I sit in my desk daydreaming.

As I've already said, I have a dream, a passion. I want to help people, specifically with my music. Anyone can be going through a dark time without anyone knowing, and something as small as a line in a song can help them get out of there. It's very important to take others into consideration. After all, the world doesn't revolve around any one person, or any two people. Be that person to help someone in their time of need. This is exactly what I want to do, and this is the kind of person that I want to be, and something as simple as a short song could fulfill it.