I imagined i am in his state,owns the stage with guitar on my lap,passionately singing with my eyes closed.I am in my own little world eventhough i stand on a crowd.Letting the melodies absorbs,and the lyrics play it's role that is being my language.And when the strumming of the guitar stops,my ears can only hear the crowd clapping.And I open my back my eyes,with a slight meaningful smile and thanked.But no,i didnt reach all that.
