Doctors and nurses stole my voice away

left silent, empty, and told not to be afraid

 

Seventeen years has passed by since

I'm left to talk in whispers which I finally accept

But learning to love my scars seemed a never ending quest

One of anxious stifled silence never able to relent

 

Parents and teachers told me to use my words

But I felt it was impossible due to never being heard

 

At the time I was only twelve and it seemed the bitter end

I was left lonely, felt never to be loved again

In high school I feel like I should surely drown

But I began to understand that I couldn't just give up now

 

Friends and family showed me that it would be alright

I couldn't keep holding on to what was fair and what was right

 

I had fought to long and hard to let it all pass away

I had been brought back to life to live it each and every day

Yes I was consumed with every shaking fear in mind

But still I refused to let my disability rule my entire life

 

Even though my lungs are still breathing fast in and out

Even though my heart will surly burst with every pound

Even though I see eyes glance towards my scarred skin

Even though It hurts to feel spoken over again and again

 

I’ll stay standing tall I will conquer this forever fight

I’ll stay ever smiling courageous and ever kind

 

And even though my voice will always remain the same

I will use it to speak my mind and still be heard despite the pain

Even though It will never be louder than a quiet sound

I will inspire others to face their own fears as well