Whispers of Me

Whispers of my own voice, calling out from deep inside

A little space, a quiet place, where I can just unwind

Morning rush, bouncing little feet, breakfast on the run

Late meetings, deadlines, juggling chores, almost spun

Balancing on a wire of love and duty, trying to stay afloat

In the midst of chaos, I dream of my own little boat

Slipping away in shadows, for a moment all alone

A slice of peace, a sweet release, my heart’s secluded zone

Longing for me-time, in this busy, busy world

A breath, a moment, just me, my favorite girl

Crumpled at the edges of my day, seeking my own space

To breathe, to be, to just unwind, and find my saving grace

Dinner’s done, stories told, the night begins to fade

Yet inside I crave a quiet space where I can just escape

Not neglect or forgetfulness, just a need so pure and true

To reconnect with myself, find a piece of me anew

Sneaking precious solitude, in pockets of the night

A stolen hour, a little power, to reignite my light

Longing for me-time, in this busy, busy world

A breath, a moment, just me, my favorite girl

Crumpled at the edges of my day, seeking my own space

To breathe, to be, to just unwind, and find my saving grace

Here’s to the whispered wishes, for a pause, a small retreat

To nurture, heal, to feel alive, beneath the busy street

A vow to cherish quiet moments, a promise to myself

To find the peace I wear so thin, on the highest shelf

Someday I’ll find my sanctuary, my oasis of calm

Till then I’ll hold these fleeting dreams, within my palm

Longing for me-time, a gentle, sacred art

A melody of self-love, echoing in my heart