Whenever I’m driving, I listen to the radio and listen to songs with lyrics I never knew in the first place and somehow along the way, I get to memorize it. The feeling of singing as if the lyrics bursts out from the inside of your body as you sing them loud. As if every song is a part of who you are, only to be wiped away if you get an amnesia. I’ve listened to different kinds of music ever since I was young and I can think of a good number of songs that have etched every single line in my head, becoming a part of my whole being. I may not understand the song like how the real musicians wrote it but the songs are just there, explaining some things I can’t understand.

I like the thought of how words invade who we are. I love to read books and I ink my notebooks with lyrics from my favorite songs. I love how I can relate to a quote by someone influential and I love how a beautiful writing can overpower me. I’ve got a lifetime of memorized songs and read books and somehow, I know it shaped me in a way I don’t even realize.

Everyone’s shaped by words when you come to think of it. Even when we were still young, we’re already taught with textbooks. We were also taught how to write and make a piece of essay about how we feel or how we spent our vacation. When we have a problem, our friends will give us an advice that we will remember for the rest of our lives. We are influenced by the lyrics sung by musicians or the sentences we see in books, and the words spoken around us.

Ever since, as if the world was invaded by words. And I know if somehow there’s a chance that you can tear me apart, I believe I’m like a jumbled paragraph that you will find so hard to arrange. I feel that if you could tear yourself apart, you too would feel how I feel. You too would find yourself similiar to what you read, what you listen, and what you write. If you can just imagine a world without words, I know the silence will be deafening.