why must i sing?
is it to here my voice?
or shall it be to just make noise?
is it the way the high notes ring?
or are the songs i sing for a higher being?
when will it be enough?
with all the yelling i do-
my voice should be a diamond in the rough .
the sounds i make shall not make your ears quake-
for my songs are that of my heart ache-
my song may carry your soul when im gone-
but for my song to be heard is what i long-
bore me not with your opinions of my sensation
for im the one who is real to this nation
to see the use of moral thoughts
judge my philosophy you may not
here the song yet you dont understand the word
for when you do
my voice will be heard
unlike the screaming woman
whom get you to listen in a flash
im a girl a resting soul who may be still at last
my song is music
music in its raw being
for you will learn its true meaning
no matter who you are to me
or what i am to you
my song is not just for me
but for HIM
nor just you
and all that is true
my song is what rips up through the core of you
and that is why i sing.
YOU ARE READING
why i must sing.
Poetryi asked myself why i sing and this is the answer i came up with!