![]() First My Soul, Then My VoiceA Poem by lilypadwhich will break? first my soul, then my voice i wait outside the door and hear laughter the good kind, this time for a second, i see my reflection in all of them standing together until i remind myself not to be too hopeful i meet all of them, wishing to be in their frames but there’s been a change of plans, they say CRAACK. first my soul, then my voice it’s just a small scratch they wouldn’t see it unless they held me to the light my voice is the last thing that should be shaking right now, but it is by the time i’m done, the shards have made a mess on the floor i know they see it now i close the door before letting myself completely shatter i tell myself it’s for the better it was too loud for something this fragile i like being stained glass but sometimes i wish i was bulletproof like them both my soul, and my voice © 2025 lilypad |
StatsAuthor![]() lilypadVienna, VAAboutLily Starling Eldridge is a 16 year old girl from Northern Virginia who enjoys writing poetry, photography, drawing, singing, and playing video games. more..Writing
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