There's a little voice
Small and weak
It screams
Yet it barely makes a peep

It's saying all the things
I can't make myself say
It's crying all the tears
I won't let myself show

If I could only let it free
I know things would be better
But there're louder voices too
Whose whispers drown out all others

Tiny voice don't quit on me
I'll divide my attention better
Pay heed a little more
Climb that impossible ascent.