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