I have this little whisper
That lives inside my head
I hear it when I’m walking
Or when I’m tucked up tight in bed.
Sometimes it’s hardly audible
Sometimes it’s really loud
Sometimes it brings me to my knees,
Sometimes it makes me proud.
I have this little whisper
And it boosts me up at night
It gives me energy to stand
It puts sparkle in my fight
Sometimes it feels organic
Sometimes it’s really raw
Sometimes it’s dry and brittle
More like fragile little straw
I have this little whisper
And it promises to stay
And I believe it,
Yes, I believe that it will never go away.
I have this little whisper
It brings meaning to my art
It keeps me connected to my love
Even when we are apart.
I have this little whisper
And it might seem a little lame
But that whisper’s name is hope
And it keeps me in the game.