Why Music Is A Refuge For Every Teen

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Soumya Thakkar
May 19, 2019   •  48 views

There is nothing more relatable and comforting in the world than lyrics penned during a period of pain in one's life. Music is versatile. It will give you company and cry with you if that is what you want. It will get you to dance and make you happy if that is what you seek or it will simply help you express yourself like a friend that wants to see you only prosper.

This is why everyone has such diverse music tastes. All sadness and suffering is not the same and hence, all music that helps you cope with it is different as well.

If you judge someone's taste in music, you are directly judging their experiences. If you think one tune makes you dance and smile, it probably is a bop and no one should be able to convince you otherwise. There is freedom in being proud of your music.

Music has always been my first aid for mental injuries because music doesn't interrupt, it listens and says the right things. It doesn't assume something of you when you rant, instead it supports you. Music doesn't cancel plans, it's always there. It doesn't give excuses, it understands.

I've always held on to music for assistance and I've always believed in it. I've believed in its magic to cure my anxious episodes and in its gentleness to calm my hyperactive and racing thoughts. Promoting artists and obsessing over them is just my way of thanking and giving back to the icons that made the art which spoke to me. Every song I listen to is medicine for my soul, every new beat is a breath of fresh air and every genuine lyric is my safe haven in life. I have a unique anecdote for each time a song was not just a song, but a healer.

I have had a bad day. My mind is a nervous mess for no apparent reason and someone said a few things that got me feeling really down. I'm on my way back home from a day out with a few toxic people. I look out of the window and it rains. I want to cry with the sky, but I'm too exhausted to. I'm barely holding it all in. I reach home and mom calls out my name. She senses that something's wrong. She asks about it and hugs me, but I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to hear my own voice express my turmoil, I want to hear someone else do it for me. So I tune into Melanie singing "Maybe it's a cruel joke on me" and I just move my arms and I dance. I listen to what she has to say and I just sway at my own pity party like she tells me to. I am free, but trapped in the enthralling melody all the same. I wasn't alright. Now I'm alright.

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Hansel Aguiar  •  4y  •  Reply
Excellent i admire ur views on music
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Great. Check my feed too.!
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Shruti Sinha  •  4y  •  Reply
Wow...So beautifully expressed. And so very true!! Especially the judging people by their music part. Even I'm quite proud of my playlist :D Also, thanks for that song recommendation ;)