He forgot how to socialize,
silent hellos were amplified.
Unable to just vocalize,
responded slow, acts simplified.
He swallowed hard to gain control,
both sweaty hands made tensions grow,
wishing so hard to play his role,
but did not understands this show.
He threw his arms searching the sky,
a soothing light pierced him inside.
Great confidence flung his soul high,
then gleamed so bright, with inner pride.
He took steps towards positive,
this life was his prerogative,
all lessons were evocative,
eliminating negative.
He gained control, no longer scared,
his heart and soul finally dared.
The ones he loved will remain there,
as for the rest, he did not care.
He took his time and felt so calm,
the future resting on his palm,
anxiety soothed with a psalm,
self assurance, his healing balm.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy