How many thoughts,
how many decisions to take;
how many uncertainties, how many emotions.
I feel something inside of me,
but I don’t understand what it is.
What is it Jesus?
What do you want of me?
I’m so puzzled about so many things…
Fragment of life that splinters the heart;
here I am in the midst of my adolescence.
I feel as if I’m in front of a mirror,
but at times it’s me that’s the mirror;
through difficulties and smiles I scrutinize my soul…
What is it Jesus?
What do you want of me?
I feel as if I’m in the fog
I can see my future only one step ahead.
The many doubts are here and then torn by lightnings of certainty.
There it is my hope, there it is my certainty:
it’s you, Lord, hold me close to you!