The thoughts I've had these past days,
Has led to a war.
A war I've denied my mind the knowledge of knowing
That I'm fighting a war within myself.
But oh, how my heart knew.

Choices and decisions are at my doorstep knocking on wall of my heart.
The entrance has been blocked,
Blocked by fear and doubt that has consumed me.
I've been afraid to decide,
Afraid to choose.

Maybe the choice has never been mine to make,
But mine to follow.
Maybe for once, I must humble the leadership role I have chosen for myself.
And silence my heart that demeans my mind.
Maybe it's time to trust,
Time to hope, time to be free.

After all, who is the one who is writing my story?
It certainly isn't me.
I surrender it all to You.