Give me just a voice
to speak in a large room.
Loud enough to be heard,
But soft enough to make
My words felt and remembered.
May the passion in my written voice
Come out in my spoken words.

Give me the courage
to make a difference.
Large enough to add ripple
To the water
But small enough
To share with the rest of the world.

Give me just a chance
To be.
Surviving has been nice,
But I just want to live now.
The tables aren't turning
They've tilted and
I'm standing on solid ground.

Oh, what dreams may come
And the awakenings they give.