This is a song I wrote, and it is intended to raise awareness of the plight of those who do not have a voice. (As goes without saying, I’m not actually singing about myself in this song.) Again, I’m only beginning to become comfortable with myself as a singer (perhaps it shows) and it will get better.

Lyrics:

Where is my voice

Why can’t I speak?

Where is my voice

Why can’t I speak?

 

I’ve been accused of poverty

 

And my rights, they do nothing for me

For all I’ve known is prejudice, societal cleansing

And my future is about as bleak as the block on which I’m standing

 

Where is my hope

For something real and fair for all

This I, this I don’t know

When I see

All the hate around, passed down, passed down

It hurts

Ooh it burns deep

 

And I know the hate is fabricated

Separation instated, premeditated

Yet it seems so real being right, right in the middle

When there is war where there should always be peace

The cause of it can stay behind the scenes

 

I see we’ve been fooled

But how can I motivate you?

I’ve been labeled the fool

But you and I, we carry the jewel

And I can show you the way

But you must trust in my intentions

You must trust in my intentions

 

Where is my voice

Why can’t I speak?

Where is my voice

Why can’t I speak?

 

You, you can give me a voice

Become aware before you make the choice

Of who to trust

They feed on ignorance