Numbers and photographs
Do not a person make
I'm more than what
Can say of me
My identity
Is not in my history
All of the best of me
Is in my dreams
And if I had voice I would sing
And I'd be satisfied
I'd sing away the pain
Inside of me
Color and shape
I don't wait
I'm more than what a mirror
Sees of me
I'm not the model type
Most clothes won't fit me right
Maybe I don't fit in
With anything
But if I had a voice I would sing
And I'd be satisfied
My voice would rise above
And carry me
I've walked along this path alone
I've seen my share of things
And now it's only I who know what any of it means
If I had a voice I would sing
And I'd be satisfied
I'd sing away the pain
I could do anything
What freedom it would bring
If I could sing
