Have you ever listened to your voice? ...
It is scary enough to make you hesitant to recover from shock and rejoice.
I like my voice when i talk....
I hate it best when i've heard me squawk.
Why is our voices so different then when we've heard? ...
Why to us does not our voices seem as like a parroted bird?
I hate my voice...
It makes me not feel good or rejoice.
-At hearing it over...
I feel i should resemble a dog named Rover.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem