I sing, but where does my song go?
There is this hope inside
I release it through the void
Does it come back?
Is this the extent of my passion?
Is it even ‘passion’ if it is unable to inspire?
Is it a song only if someone hears it?
Is my song unworthy?
My passion is critical
But only to me
Others need not value it
I value it, and that defines me
…no echo needed…