Scandi Dixon

I began writing in the second grade, when simple, whimsical poems about clowns, flowers or games sparked a love for words that would stay with me for life. What started as playful creativity soon evolved into something deeper—a powerful, personal outlet. I came from a rather chaotic, traumatic and unstable past. Writing became a form of therapy, a sacred space where I could pour out my own experiences and give voice to the stories others entrusted to me. Each lyric became a vessel for pain, healing, hope, and connection.
For years, I dreamed of bringing my words to life with music—of finding vocalists and instrumentalists who could match the emotion behind the lines. But despite countless attempts, those collaborations never materialized. I’ve never been a singer, unless karaoke counts, and I don’t play any instrument fluently. Still, the need to express remained strong. That’s when I turned to AI—not to write for me, but to give sound to the lyrics I’ve written entirely from the heart.
Every word is mine. Every story, every line is rooted in truth—mine or a story that was told to me. My hope has always been the same: that through my lyrics, someone out there feels seen, heard, and understood.
And my greatest hope is that an artist will hear the lyrics and sing them better than I could have ever imagined.