The Voices
No one tells you how to use your voice at first
It’s used just for fun with your friends, to show off, or to be rebellious against your traditional or religious family
Later you’re told, “Why not sing this? Breathe through your nose. Why can’t you reach a higher pitch?”
They mean well, we know but every time they direct our voices we only question ourselves
“Why can’t I do something else? Isn’t this good enough for them? I wonder if I can get out of this?”
We want them to be proud of us at every turn
Hoping that they acknowledge us and the hard work we do
But enough is enough
Our voice is ours to shape
To form, even fix into what we love most
Striving to prove that we can do this
To find the cords that lead to our success
Even if it’s only half way
Even so …every moment we work towards that goal is happiness
A day will come where we breathe in all that we went through
To come back and say
“Do you like the sound of my voice?”
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