I haven t found my voice yet
I m still underground searching
my voice was my power
it had to be destroyed , buried deep
but I do remember it as clearly
my voice sounds like a nightingale.
my voice is a nightingale
trapped inside my chest
I m afraid to release it
Always afraid of the damage
that it may cause
maybe i m just seeing blurry
since everyting comes with a cost
I hope the cost of my demise in people s eyes
will be self reflection for them...