Listen to me

No one listens to you, your word doesn't matter, since childhood you are told: "Shut up," "Not interested," and you shut up. You stay silent for years and try not to disturb anyone's peace. No one heard a sound from you, and they weren't sure you could talk. No one thought about it. But you hear the music, it is kind to you, it understands your emotions. It is with you when you are sad and when you are happy. It is with you in your most difficult moments and in your happiest ones. One day she overwhelms you, and you want to reciprocate her, you go out on the roof so you don't disturb anyone. You begin to sing, for the first time in years, pouring out everything that has accumulated inside. Your voice sounds quiet at first, but with every second the blood rushes to your face, and there is so much power in your lungs that your song permeates everything around you. People listen to you for the first time and their eyes fill with tears. Do you remember this song?