The Sea Which Took Her Voice

She came from a musical ocean

Strange and wild and new

With a voice that could make the whole world cry

Like moonlight pulling tides in blue

Every creature stopped to listen

When her sorrow filled the sea

She never knew the gift she carried

Just how rare her voice could be

Then the Ocean rose before her

And whispered soft and low

“Your song is lovely, little mermaid

But there’s better songs to know

Wouldn’t people love you deeper

If you sang the way they do?”

So she followed glowing currents

Toward a colder shade of blue

She gave the sea witch her real voice

For filters, lights, and fame

And every time the numbers climbed

She disappeared a little more each day

The strangers cheered, the praise rolled in

But something precious slipped away

She gave the sea witch her real voice

And forgot her own name

The numbers grew and so did applause

Hearts flashing on the shore

But the voice that once had stirred the deep

Didn’t belong to her anymore

She learned to sing the trending songs

The ones that made crowds sway

While the ocean inside her chest

Grew quieter every day

She smiled for all the mirrors

And danced beneath their glow

While every song she didn’t mean

Pulled her farther from her soul

And the witch kept counting praises

As the mermaid lost herself

Trading pieces of forever

For attention from someone else

She gave the sea witch her real voice

For filters, lights, and fame

And every time the numbers climbed

She disappeared a little more each day

The strangers cheered, the praise rolled in

But something sacred slipped away

She gave the sea witch her real voice

And forgot her own name

Then one night beyond the harbor

She heard a distant melody

A lonely voice like crashing waves

Calling from the deep blue sea

It sang the song she used to know

Before she changed for them

Before she traded truth away

To chase approval once again

She tried to sing beside it

But the notes would never stay

Her voice that once could stir the deep

Had slowly drifted away

And somewhere in the darkened tides

The sea witch softly smiled

Watching another dreamer lose

The wonder of a child

She gave the sea witch her real voice

For filters, lights, and fame

And every time the numbers climbed

She disappeared a little more each day

But deep beneath the endless waves

Her truest song still waits

For the day she stops performing

And remembers who she was before the praise

Poor little mermaid listened to the world

To earn a little love

She traded away her soul inside

For glitter from above

But the songs that move the deepest hearts

Are never born from shame

And no crowd is worth the cost

Of losing your real name