Will you take my hand, if I let you lead?

Why not let me chose, the voice I should heed?

Dear Lord, hold me up, perplexed I’m in depth,

Instill in my soul, freshness of your breath.

Was I far too young, when made a choice of mine?

Childish fantasies, I’m told, not all fine.

Though knew it was not, I kept saying ‘yes’,

With a silent prayer, wishing nothing less.

Now my life has reached, a point where roads part,

And I’m in agony, with a broken heart.

Voices surrounding, force to move along,

And I find myself, drifting all alone.

You left no room for me to doubt your call,

But you need to show how can I not fall.

Let your love transform, the pain I endure

To an offering of life that’s made pure.