Writing lyrics, composing melodies, and singing are how I let my feelings breathe. Music has always been my way of understanding the world — and helping the world understand me.
People often tell me I’m too emotional, that I give my whole heart to others and expect the same honesty in return. When that isn’t reflected back, it hurts more than I want to admit. For a long time, I thought being this sensitive was a weakness — something I should control or hide.
But now I see it differently. My emotions don’t stay still; they rise and fall like waves. They ache when I lose someone I love, they shine when I feel seen, and they grow every time I write another line or sing another verse. Every song I create holds a piece of my heart — the quiet moments, the sleepless nights, the memories that shaped who I am.
If I weren’t this emotional, these songs wouldn’t exist. They come from joy and sadness, from confusion and clarity, from everything I’ve lived and felt. My emotions don’t make me weak — they make me real. They’re the rhythm behind my voice, the spark in my melodies, and the reason I keep writing.
By visiting this page, you’re not just reading my words. You’re listening to the heartbeat of a teenage girl learning to turn her feelings into music — one song at a time.
Story Behind the Song – “The Moon Looks Lonely”
In 2024, after finishing 10th grade, I left home to study at UWC USA, a boarding school. Until then, I had always lived with my grandmother. She was there through everything — my first steps, kindergarten, school, and every meal she lovingly cooked. As a teenager, I sometimes refused to eat her food, got upset, and argued with her, yet she always loved me patiently. When I moved away, I used to call home often, and every time, I would talk with her. Then, suddenly, my parents said she had been hospitalized and stopped letting me speak to her. Later, I learned she had already passed away, but my parents didn’t know how to tell me because they didn’t want me to break down while being far from home. When I came back to Mongolia for the summer and saw her photo, that was when I understood everything. I cried a lot that day. Then, I wrote this song for her.
Story Behind the Song – “Hold My Hand”
The person who supports me the most is my father. He often shares stories from his childhood and the hardships he faced, reminding me to stay strong and keep moving forward. He tells me that I must reach the heights he couldn’t and that he will give me the opportunities he never had — but that I must work hard for them myself. As a teenage girl, I sometimes fail to meet his expectations or feel that he is trying to live his dreams through me. When that happens, he says, “Then my daughter should choose her own path.” Yet, a father never truly stops caring. Deep down, I always hope he won’t let go — that he’ll keep holding my hand and guiding me, even when I try to walk on my own. This song was written from that feeling.
Story Behind the Song – “Red Wine”
At sixteen, I came to study at UWC-USA, a boarding school far away in New Mexico, America. As a teenage girl from Mongolia — the only one from my country — I found myself surrounded by people from all over the world. Living together on campus, we became a family, sharing our happiness and struggles like brothers and sisters.
Even so, among all those friends, there’s always one person you can’t replace — your bestie. The one you talk to first when something wonderful or difficult happens, the one you never want to share with others. But best friends can also hurt each other the most, sometimes without meaning to. This song was written from that feeling — about the laughter, the tears, the love, and the small heartbreaks that come with having a best friend.
Story Behind the Song – “Late Night”
Being away from my family as a teenager taught me independence in ways I never expected. Without my parents around, I had to make my own decisions. Surrounded by people my age, life felt bright and spontaneous — we lived in the moment, guided by feelings rather than plans. As teenagers, we talked about love, attraction, and first crushes. When my friends started having boyfriends or girlfriends, I sometimes felt left out, wondering what it would be like to experience that kind of closeness.
Late at night, when the dorm quieted down and my thoughts grew louder, I often found myself reflecting on these emotions — about growing up, being far from home, and watching love and friendship bloom around me. Out of those quiet moments of longing and self-discovery, I wrote this song.
Story Behind the Song – “O Life”
Everyone has a teenage crush — someone at school, maybe even in the same class. You like each other but never say it out loud, though somehow, you both know. You talk about that person with your family and friends, and every time you do, your heart feels light and alive. On school mornings, you hope to see them, wanting to look your best if you do. If you happen to talk that day, it instantly becomes a good day.
Those quiet, tender moments — the unspoken feelings, the shy glances, and the late-night thoughts about what love might be — stayed with me. I wanted to capture that fragile beauty of youth, when every emotion feels new and every heartbeat feels like a song. That’s how Nocturne: O Life was born.