I wish my small voice,
the one that cracks,
could fill a room with music.
Longing for a deep baritone,
able to turn heads
and take their breath away
I want to garner respect;
have most know me
from voice alone.
A lonely world it is
not having that strong voice
or even a room to fill it with.
Dec 29, 2022
Dec 29, 2022 at 7:45 PM UTC
I wish my small voice,
the one that cracks,
could fill a room with music.
Longing for a deep baritone,
able to turn heads
and take their breath away
I want to garner respect;
have most know me
from voice alone.
A lonely world it is
not having that strong voice
or even a room to fill it with.
A poem about music, but more about confidence.
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