A Voice

All I need is a voice

Because without it

I would not dare to dream

And I would not be able to fore see 

All the great things I conjure up in my dreams

Without a voice

How could I speak for me?

How could I sing the very song 

that has come to define me?

Without a voice

How could I make others understand me

and envision all that I have seen?

Without a voice

How could I have discovered my gift of song?

And dreamed the very dream

that has come to help define me?

Without a voice 

How could I stand up for me?

Without a voice 

How could I be me?

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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