I hear a voice that is calling to me,
Be good and kind to all you see.
The voice always reminds me to be,
A gentle soul for all to see.
My voice that is inside my head,
Keeps me steady, I have no dread.
It tells when I’m good or bad,
And never, ever makes me sad.
My voice is with me every day,
And at night it seems to stay,
Very quiet for a while,
But then comes back to talk tomorrow.