So many things I'd like to do
So many things I'd like to say
So many reasons why I should
But so many things get in the way
Sometimes these things aren't what I've chosen
Sometimes it seems they've chosen me
Sometimes they are my own mistakes
Sometimes it's who I've failed to be
But every time, in every way
I still strive so to find my voice
Sometimes struggling to find
The words that make my heart rejoice
For just to hear myself out loud
It drowns the voices in my head
And calms my sorrows and my fears
No matter who else may have read
For we each write for our own reasons
And we each write in our own styles
With a different flavor we each season
We each provide both frowns and smiles
And we each know exactly why
We choose to let our words flow free
In every instance, every time
I know just what mine mean to me
It matters not who may agree
Or who may not like every line
For it's the message that means more
Than how each one may be designed
And I can't change my feeling's flow
Whether supported or berated
This is my hope, this is my voice
No matter whether loved or hated