My Voice

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words wont surely hurt me. Ones words are theirs and theirs alone. Their voices are specific to them, they are able to speak carefree. My voice lets others know it’s me, my voice to others is known. I am me because my voice is mine. I choose when to sing and what to say. My voice is my own way to shine. It’s the words I speak when I choose to pray. Pray for those who don’t have a voice It shows who I truly am inside. Those heavy on my heart, who have no choice And make my choices on the one in whom I reside God is my refuge, and the voice in my life I am me because He protects me from all strife.