My voice is thin and high
Fake and artificial
When all I want it to be is deep and thick with emotion
I want my words to have meaning
Spoken with a tong dripping with feeling
Not this shallow emotionless tone
That holds no truth
I want to feel words take shape
And leave my voice with purpose and intellect
Spoken in a tone that resonates with those whom hear it
Not this squealing that makes people forget it with ease
I want for me to speak with a boom that sounds across a room
And a full laugh that makes you feel special to hear it
Instead of this fairies laugh
And constant shrieking
A voice I can stand tall behind
And proudly call mine
Instead of one that makes me mute and speak behind shadows
All I want is a voice that conveys my emotion
Not one spoken with none attached
A voice I can call my own
Deep enough so I don't have to hide
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Poetry
PoesíaJust some poetry I write about being ftm trans* and other stuff. Some unfinished, others finished. A mix of the good and the bad