I like to sing...

I sing about the rain, sun, and even snow. I sing while I'm walking down the street. I sing while I'm in class. I sing in the grocery store. I sing in the shower. I sing in the car. I even attempt to sing while I'm brushing my teeth. I am actually singing while I'm typing this. Singing makes me happy. Everything in life needs a song. I sing about the pencil I'm writing with, the activity I'm doing, even my frustrations. I know it sounds like my ideal career would be to be a singer. But there is one problem: I can't sing.