Whispers

 
There are voices in her closet 
not the one that you will presume 
but the closet of her mind
one could say,  whispers very slight 
hard to hear if one has chosen to wear deaf ears 
nevertheless a voice 
can certainly be heard
sometimes she just ignores them 
imagination is everything when you wish to be ignorant?
alas, the voices are there and until something changes 
something magnificent 
something that will quiet her closet 
she will remain ignorant and the voices will become ever louder, until such a time 
she dares to open them to listen.