you don’t sing in public
but you know all the words
the insecurities satellited around you
a halo of disregard
those voices drown yours out
your volume turned down
and you’re fooled into thinking
you can’t do without them
that they’re a check on arrogance
a necessary impediment
character building
that’s so much bullshit
a method of control
an internalised policeman
a taperecorder torturer
cut yourself free
and sing
let people hear