No normal ear can hear my plead,
For comforting love or care.
For help in times of need,
And over the trifles in the road.
Only because one thing stands in my path,
My voice is softer than a whisper

In my youngers days,
My 'friends' taunted and poked fun at me.
The elders called my cursed and possed,
And cast me out relentlessly.
Only because one problem held me back
My voice was softer than a whisper.

I was perfectly fine in almost every way
I could walk I could run,
I could fly and flip.
They called me dumb.
But I couldn't deny,
Because one simple issue.
My voice was softer than a Whisper.

I still stand her today
Alive and well off,
But a cast out from my home
Out by myself, all Alone.
Yet still one things haunts me.
My voice is softer than a whisper.