Singing
Singing is like pouring out all of you thoughts
you sing and sing with every thing you've got
in my head i say a lot
but don't say them out loud
even know I'm very proud
I like to know people love my voice
even when i make to much noise
i love to sing, I could do it all day
but sometimes I have nothing to say
sometimes I'll be on stage and cannot breathe
because of the stage fright within me
sometimes I cannot see
because of the thousands of people staring at ME
sometimes I'm sacred and can't say a word
unlike my aunt's mean bird
sometimes i start to rush
then i mess up and start to blush
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