before i joined choir i always felt that my voice/voicebox seemed to be something that came out wrongly/didn't turn out right/wasn't a part of me, because it seemed too low, too harsh, too hoarse, too deep, too thick, to feel right; it wasn't correct, for a thing like that to belong to me, a girl, despite all my/the tomboyishness and the brashness and unladylike-like behaviour; it didn't seem appropriate; like somehow they did it wrongly; put in the wrong materials, or left the procedure out too long; or gave it to the wrong person; it just didn't seem to belong to me,

it just didn't seem right.

and i was always intrigued with how i could sing in a really high voice,

and/or a really low one; and how fun duets were for me;

and/but i always felt out of place.

girls just don't have voices like these; no they don't;

not typically like this [no, not in primary school, you don't]

and though it never really troubled/disturbed me significantly,

somehow sometimes i would secretly/suddenly notice,

how in the noisy chattering classroom of high voices,

mine seemed to sink to the bottom across the way-

it just felt out of place.

and then it was a series of fortunate/unfortunate events,

giving in to peer pressure and coaxing, somehow,

i made it! passed the choir auditions.

and it was almost as if it was planned in the first place;

i started feeling at home right away.

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i'd sing you a song

but it'd sound awful

i'd write you a letter

but i threw it away

i'd put on eyeliner [for you]

but[writing notes] i used it all up

i'd give you my heart

but i lost it someday

can't sing you a song, write you a letter, put on eyeliner, or give you my heart;

but/and maybe you'd tell me-

you don't need my heart,

i look great without eyeliner,

emails are awesome too, yay!

let's listen to songs together instead-

and i'd email you everyday,

throw all my eyeliner away,

and i'd tell you my worst secret

problem is i haven't met you yet.

i haven't met you yet.