My Voice
January 3, 2023
My Voice
I have this voice
Its Deep
Raspy in the morning
Soothing in the night
It can be loud
Yet it likes to stay quiet
When it speaks it turns heads
But it prefers to speak in it’s own head
When it speaks all you hear is the vibration of my thoughts
So it must yell and scream just to be heard
But tell me if you know what it means to not be understood
What is the point of this voice that roars with fury in me
If I feel so quiet as if I dare say the words bury me
I have this voice
That I do not understand
I will learn its strengths and weaknesses
Like the back of my hand, a map to my mind
Cause this voice is me
I am this voice
This is my voice