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I can recall the days my voice shackled
behind fears of being heard
wanting and wishing i could speak
louder than a whisper

I spent years in silence
till one day i was free
i can't say when the key was handed me
but i remember the full sound of my voice
rushing past my eardrums
and i loved it
the melody
the pitch
the boom
of my voice
was like a song i had been dying to hear

It has now been ten years
and still the sound of my voice
is full, strong
It is still a fantastic song
but now I can share it
I can send it out

I am finally HEARD