Of course you consider your voice pedestrian
You hear it everyday, use it for everything
The same words you whisper to your librarian
Make a list under your breath, talk to children
About the chores, have you eaten, how was the day?
Of course, this voice, to you, is tedium
You know it all too well, who is to say
The way you speak can’t echo down and echo deep
Here is how we work: There is no play
Where every actress doesn’t think she is a fool
Putting on another woman’s dress, her make-up
Playing pretend. She feels so odd. She’ll be called out
and everyone will think she’s a fraud.
your courage, and take the stage, anyway.