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Voiceless


I am a Coxswain,

but terrified of my own voice.

My coach told me I was meek,

any confidence collapsed.

 

I am a Coxswain,

I am supposed to be loud,

To be better than the rest,

to be mentally strong.

I am a Coxswain,

I broke a boat,

I hit the shore,

Smacked a buoy and a bird.

 

I am a Coxswain,

I got loud,

I got strong,

I was promised I was the best.

Now, others fear and respect my voice.

 
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