Joss Collen

Life has a way of teaching us lessons too late. Sometimes, we only realize the value of a person after they’re no longer around. That’s the story behind my upcoming song “I Was Wrong” — a heartfelt tribute to my grandmother, the one person who never gave up on me, even when I was too childish to see it. 💔 The Heart of the Song My grandmother wasn’t just family — she was a force of love and protection. While the world seemed to turn against me, she was the one who stood by my side. She fought for me, defended me, and believed in me when no one else did. Yet, in my youthful mischievousness, I didn’t always understand her value. I made fun of her sometimes — of her age, her habits, the little things that now feel like precious memories. I didn’t see the countless sacrifices she made. I didn’t realize how rare it is to have someone who truly loves you without conditions. “I Was Wrong” was born out of this realization — a mix of regret, nostalgia, and hope. A song that carries the words I ...

How It Feels When Your Own Family Sees You as a Failure The pain I’m feeling right now… I can’t even express it in words. Even when I try, who would understand me? And if someone does, what difference would it make anyway? This isn’t just today. This is every day. Every single day I feel it — the coldness, the words, the rejection. Even though I’m surviving, the truth is only I know how I’m surviving. I forget most of the past — the things people said, the moments that hurt me — but it all comes rushing back when I feel sad or alone. And then I ask myself: why am I like this? Growing Up in a Cold, Uncaring Family My grandfather and father have said things that cut deeper than anyone else ever could. They’ve told me I’ll “always give them pain,” that I “don’t have a brain,” and that I will “never have knowledge.” They’ve made it clear that they care about my little brother, but not me. All of this happened on my face, in front of others, and I laughed it off to survive. But the truth is...

Exposing my raw lyrics before the full polished song drops Lately, I’ve been diving deep into hip hop and rap, going through tracks by some of my biggest inspirations—Eminem, Kendrick Lamar, and a few other legends. I’ve been listening to the way they tell stories, the raw emotion they put into their bars, and the sheer energy they bring. It’s powerful stuff. And after a few days of listening, I felt this fire in my own head—a vibe that I need to create something from my own life, my own thoughts, my own energy. Something authentic. Something gangsta. Something me. Now, let me be real for a second. A lot of people online are quick to judge or doubt. They say things like, “He’s using AI to write his lyrics” or “This isn’t really his work.” Honestly, that kind of stuff can be frustrating. But here’s the thing—this post is my proof of authenticity. Everything I’m about to share is 100% my raw idea. I haven’t polished it, I haven’t sung it, I haven’t even found the right instrumental yet. ...

My Music Journey: From Village Dreams to Becoming an Independent Artist Hi, I’m Joss Collen, and this is the story of how I started my journey as an independent artist, songwriter, and music producer. Since childhood, I have always been crazy about listening to songs. Language was never a barrier—I would enjoy tracks in Hindi, English, or even other languages, reading translations and feeling a deep connection to the music. I admired every artist and wondered how they created such magic. In my mind, I thought they had big studios, expensive mics, editors, producers, and marketing teams—things that felt impossible for a boy like me. I was born in a small village in Uttar Pradesh, from a lower-caste family where no one ever dreamed of becoming an artist. My relatives expected me to follow traditions, but I felt something different inside. Music was my escape, my way of defining my own future. Becoming Joss Collen – An Independent Artist Life had its own plan for me. With no studio, no mi...

Made of Maybe — The Story Behind My Most Personal Song Yet (Made of maybe ~Joss Collen song) Life isn’t always about clear answers. Sometimes it’s about the silence, the questions, and the weight of things left unsaid. My new song, “Made of Maybe,” releasing September 24, 2025, was born from those exact feelings. This isn’t just another track I made in the studio — it’s a reflection of my real struggles. A time when everything seemed to crash at once: I gave my 100% at work, only to be unfairly terminated. The company I worked for refused to pay my dues. My family, instead of supporting me, only piled on pressure for money. I was left broken but not destroyed — stuck in that grey area of existence. Not lost, not found. Just paper thin. The Questions That Inspired the Song “Why am I like this?” “Why did you make me this way, God?” “Why do I try so hard but still get pushed aside?” These weren’t just random thoughts — they were daily questions echoing in my mind. And instead ...

The Truth Behind My Music Journey...... I started my journey this year, back in April. AI was already out there long before I even thought about making music. But I didn’t just wake up one day and tell an AI: “make me a song.” That’s not me. Yes , I use AI — but here’s the truth: The concepts, the storytelling, and the whole vibe are mine. They come from my reality, my struggles, my broken dreams. AI doesn’t live my life. AI doesn’t feel my pain. That part is all me. I edit my own songs, I write my own lyrics, I even build my own beats. Sometimes I’ll use AI tools to refine things — like fixing grammar, or testing sounds. But at the end of the day, the creativity, the story, and the marketing all come from me, Joss Collen. Think about it: even Iron Man had J.A.R.V.I.S. Sure, the AI helped analyze things, but people still recognize Tony Stark as the genius behind it all. That’s how I see it too. AI is just my assistant . My vision, my grind, and my voice are what make my music real. I d...

     A Message to Future Me  Dear Me, Tonight, I set something in stone — not for the world, not for likes, not for trends. This is for me. For the kid inside who never gave up, even when the world laughed, doubted, ignored, or turned away. I’m writing this as a reminder, a promise, a commitment: 👉 I’m chasing the GRAMMYs — not just as a dream, but as a mission . I know the road is long. I know I’ve got limited tools — just my phone, my voice, and my fire. But that’s all I need to start. I’ve been broken, laughed at, ignored, underestimated — and still, I’m standing. No support? Fine. No money? I’ll hustle. No shortcuts? Good — I want to earn every inch of this journey. Over the next year, I will: Practice daily — even if my throat hurts or the day breaks me. Learn to edit, mix, and create like a storm, even from this tiny screen. Drop songs that speak my truth, that sound like me, not copies. Build a name, earn respect, and leave no doubt: 🔥 JOSS COLLEN is not her...

How Overthinking Turned Me Into an Indie Rapper-Comedian You ever just lie on your bed, staring at the ceiling, overthinking life like… “What even am I doing?” That was me — stuck in my head, thinking everything’s messed up, feeling like I had nothing to show for anything I was chasing. No fame, no big breaks, no team behind me. Just vibes, struggle, and late-night thoughts. And then out of nowhere, this random little tune hit me. I swear it was just a silly melody at first, but it stuck hard. I kept humming it like a madman for hours. It was weirdly catchy. And that’s when it clicked — "What if I turn this chaos of a life into a song?" I thought I was wasting time—until the beat hit back. So I jotted down a chorus about my life – the funny failures, the clumsy moments, the embarrassing drama that somehow follows me everywhere (especially aisles, lol). But I won’t lie – my lyrics were kinda mid, so I fed the vibe into ChatGPT and BOOM — out came something wild. That’s how ‘Dr...

The Story of a Small-Town Underdog Turning Pain Into Power Through Music Joss Collen – Indian Singer, Songwriter Rapper, and Content Creator Joss Collen was born on September 2, 2004, in India, and began his music journey as a passionate teen with multi talented like Singing, song writing and Comedy, He also loves to skate and play games. Joss's real name is "Shivam Prasad Mahto",Also known As Joss Collen is an Indian singer, rapper, and content creator whose music blends raw emotion, quirky humor, and real-life storytelling. Known for his breakout track "Drama in Aisle Five", Joss is quickly becoming a voice for young people who feel misunderstood, unseen, or simply in need of a real friend online. Born in India, Joss grew up facing social challenges and discrimination — not because of anything he did, but because of where he came from. Like many kids who feel like outcasts, he learned to bottle up his feelings, escape into anime, music, and imagina...

Hey everyone… I know it’s been almost 3 months since I posted Part 2. I’m truly sorry for the delay. Life got hectic, my own journey took wild turns, and honestly—I was afraid to return to this part of the story. But I’m back, and I’m finishing it now. Part 2   The Second Day at the Iron Factory – My Body vs. My Will I woke up the next morning at 6 AM, not because I wanted to—but because futtor shook me like an alarm clock with anger issues. “Get up, breakfast won’t cook itself!” he barked. My body? Broken. Every bone felt like it had filed a complaint against me. My arms, my legs, even my eyelids hurt. But I dragged myself up, washed my face with cold water from a rusted steel bucket, and started kneading the dough with whatever strength I had left. The chapatis came out oddly shaped, some too thick, some barely edible. But futtor didn’t care—as long as food hit the plate, he was satisfied. I cooked, served, and ate last. Typical. No Time to Heal By 8 AM, I was back on the factory...

The First Day At Iron Factory I arrived at the factory gate, drenched in sweat and rain. The air was thick with the smell of burning iron, and a huge dome loomed over the company grounds. I registered my name in the security guard’s logbook, feeling a mix of curiosity and tension. My friend's little cousin(futtor) was already waiting for me. Without much talk, he led me to his room—just 50 meters from the gate. As we walked, I couldn't ignore the constant clanking of metal and the fierce heat radiating from the furnace. Everywhere I looked, there were piles of scrap iron being melted down and transformed into massive 6-foot rectangular poles. It was clear—the factory's job was to recycle waste iron, mold it into these enormous blocks, and likely ship them out for further use. When we finally reached the room, I quickly changed my clothes and then asked in a thick accent that sounded like a mix of Bihari and something else, asked me, “Are you hungry?” I was starving. I said,...

The Day I Ran Away – Chasing Freedom and a ₹12K Dream I was so frustrated—to the point where I felt like running away. Far, far away. Somewhere with no scolding, no nagging—just peace. Every day felt like a loop. My dad’s constant lectures about how I was wasting time on my phone were echoing in my head. And one day, in the middle of all that chaos, I called an old schoolmate. Little did I know, that call was about to change everything. "There’s a job," he said. "Pays ₹12,000 a month." ₹12,000? My ears perked up. That wasn’t just pocket money—that was salary. I wanted to know more. "What kind of job?" "Nothing too hard," he replied casually. "It’s a helper job under a fitter… or a futter…" (Whatever that meant—I had never heard those words in my entire life.) But hey, ₹12K was ₹12K. I asked the next big question—“Where would I live? What about food?” "Don’t worry," he said, "You’ll live with my cousin—the guy you’ll be wo...

STARTING OF MY LIFE JOURNEY!! So today, March 21, 2025 – I don’t even know what I’m doing here, but here I am. I just found this blogging thing, and after a little research (aka scrolling through the internet), I realized that I’ve spent the last four years wasting time on trends, chatting, and mindless scrolling. I’ve always wanted to be a comedian because I love making people laugh. And people do laugh at my jokes, my humor, and my acting… but instead of calling me funny, they call me mental, psycho, crazy boy, and a bunch of other names. Because of that, I was always scared to talk to real people. Maybe that’s why I never had a friend growing up. I spent most of my time alone, wishing I had someone who truly understood me. Not even my family really got me. Then, on June 3, 2021, at exactly 6 PM, my life changed—I got my first phone. My dad gave me money for it, but of course, it was “only for studying.” No gaming, no distractions. My parents still regret that day.   ...

So Welcome to Next Chapter of my life so,last time I left when I got my phone. Now here's what happenes next........   The Addiction That Changed Everything The first time I got a phone and went online, it felt like unlocking a whole new world. I made friends from across the globe, and suddenly, my life wasn’t so lonely anymore—or at least, that’s what I thought. I got addicted. Not just to my phone, but to the idea of always being online. I kept checking for messages, hoping someone would text, but the reality? My online friends barely logged in, while I was glued to my screen 24/7. My parents started scolding me, telling me to do something productive instead of wasting time. But in my mind, they just didn’t get it. Why did they always have a problem with me? Why couldn’t they let me enjoy my life? The Escape That Backfired Loneliness had always been a part of my life. I never really had friends who matched my vibe—instead, people just made fun of me. So, the online world became m...