Held Control

Tell me what you want to hear,
pick the words to ease your fears.
Make sure that they all sound clear,
so all echoes linger near.

Swallow hearts that feel sincere,
let the dark thoughts disappear.
Do not let doubts interfere,
or provoke a single tear.

Whispered songs ring in your ears,
coating each path that appears.
Skip along with faith and cheer,
let it guide you as you steer.

Tell me now, from this point here,
is the future looking sheer?
Do you feel like a pioneer,
painting dreams that you hold dear?

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy