My Voice

 

My mind screams loud

My voice stays silent

Fearing attention, I stay low

But my light wishes to glow

You see me drifting far and distant

Staying back and facing repentment

No more fear, my dear

My voice I will hunt

Painting vibrant colors into the world

Surely you will adore

Behind the curtain I will not stay 

For you are ready for what I have to say

 

 

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