The Voice in My Head

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I have a little voice
That goes ’round and ’round in me.
And sometimes I don’t like it

For it makes me mind, you see.

It tells me when I’m being mean

To others in my path.The spirit within us

It tells me when I lie or steal

Or refuse to take a bath.

Sometimes I’d like to shake it

And make it go away.

It bothers me at nighttime

It bothers me at day.

On and on it stays with me

Walking by my side.

It never, ever leaves me.

From it I cannot hide.

What is this little voice

Trapped inside my heart?

Mama says it’s Jesus

And from me he won’t depart.

She says someday I’ll understand

What it means to be.

A Christian full of Jesus

Who died to set me free.

Right now it’s all mixed up inside

The brain within my head.

I think I’ll just stop thinking

And believe what Mama said.

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