Voices trapped in bubbles,
Full of ideas to create,
Inspiring dreams and visions,
Beyond our current state.
These ideas, they swirl and dance,
In a world of their own,
Eager to be released,
And shown to all that roam.
But the bubbles, they are fragile,
And the voices, they are faint,
Afraid to be heard,
For fear of what they'll taint.
The time has come to burst,
To let these voices be,
To share with the world,
Our creativity.
So let's burst these bubbles,
And let our ideas flow,
Creating something beautiful,
That others will surely know.
For the voices trapped within,
Are meant to be set free,
To create and inspire,
For all the world to see.
