COMPOSER SABRINA PENA YOUNG | MUSIC TECHNOLOGY | FILM | CLASSICAL | OPERA

We all go through stages in life. The question "What do you want to be when you grow up?" seems to change with the seasons and the decades. Not everyone remembers their childhood dreams, but I can remember mine clearly through the years: At four I wanted to be a preacher At six I wanted to be a paleantologist At eight I wanted to be an international spy At eleven I wanted to be an astronaut At twelve I wanted to be a famous rock drummer At fifteen I wanted to be a timpanist with the Boston Pops At seventeen I wanted to be a writer At nineteen I wanted to be a traveling percussion soloist At twenty-one I wanted to be alive At twenty-two I wanted to be a filmmaker At twenty-four I wanted to be a composer At twenty-eight I wanted to be married At twenty-nine I wanted to make a difference At thirty-one I wanted to make a baby And at thirty-five I wonder "What will I be when I grow up?" Maybe it's strange to ask myself this question now. After a...

Looking Glass Looking Glass is based on a journal entry from August 30, 2003: English: Looking glass room Nederlands: Spiegelkamer (Photo credit: Wikipedia ) I look in the Mirror And who do I see? Hollowed Eyes Looking Back at me Sensuous Lips Wrinkled and Torn Sallow Skin and Soul Forlorn But when I breathe, she breathes, too. Those tears in her eyes I knew We hold hands in our looking glass The moments melting into the past And underneath the hardened shell Is a little girl I knew so well Someday she'll learn to laugh again And love, maybe she will find it in the end But today I am left with my mirrored mate Goodnight, Lovely Alice, for it's getting late The moon has risen above the dying trees Forgotten wishes float away with the breeze Each moment passes quicker than before And our Alice, She sleeps Forevermore. The text of Looking Glass reflects on my own struggles of living a double life in the darker days of my early college years many years ago, the refere...