Why do they always make me sing? They claim I’ve got a nice voice, the feeling of rhythm… that I am very melodic and romantic when singing. But I hate singing - this is the only thing I can say. But when I try to explain all those people who make me sing that I hate singing, they simply laugh and ask me to go open my mouth again.

I remember myself singing since my earliest childhood. I sang in church, at school, at home… when relatives or friends visited my our house, it was me who had to entertain them… singing. I can’t say it made me unhappy all the time. At the very beginning I was even very proud of my talents and that people want to listen to me and even ask me to let them listen. But as I grew older, it became more and more obvious for me that many people around can’t see anything in me except the ability to sing. I’ve turned into a king of… you know, singing human being. When I sing, I’m interesting, attractive, I’m in the floodlights of the ramp, they want to listen to me and catch every sound I let go from my lips. But when I close my mouth, I’m not interesting any longer. The singer has done her job, the singer can go.

And now with every day my hate against singing and against people who just can’t see a woman in me, a usual woman, not a singing one, is growing. Sometimes I think I can feel it boiling somewhere inside me. But I am afraid of denying to sing any longer… What if they simply forget me if I stop singing? As I’ve mentioned already, very often it seems to me that they have nothing to see inside my body and soul except the wonderful voice…

I hate singing. I hope one day I can’t do this anymore.