I enjoy singing
not in a grand way.
But I hum and sing to
my favorite songs.
Losing my voice is such a big fear.
In more ways than one,
it connects my thoughts
to the world.
I used to believe
my voice wasn't worth hearing.
That being silent would be easier
then being heard.
I don't have anything special.
I can carry a tune
and run words together
But not in a grand way.
I sing because I enjoy it.
I write to feel my emotions, show my perspective.
It's not very magnificent,
but no one else could do it quite
like me.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 8:03 PM UTC
I enjoy singing
not in a grand way.
But I hum and sing to
my favorite songs.
Losing my voice is such a big fear.
In more ways than one,
it connects my thoughts
to the world.
I used to believe
my voice wasn't worth hearing.
That being silent would be easier
then being heard.
I don't have anything special.
I can carry a tune
and run words together
But not in a grand way.
I sing because I enjoy it.
I write to feel my emotions, show my perspective.
It's not very magnificent,
but no one else could do it quite
like me.
I've been sick for two weeks and haven't been able to sing or talk without sounding like a mouse.
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