Growing Pains

Growing pains, decisions, others influence (Open to interpretation)

 Is choice true if it is of your own?

Not another sweet word alone.

Something holds its influence upon a mending mind.
Is the word something your own to find?

Turning to plummet, submission leads it's gaze.

That liquid ground does not always show the way.
Why must I fear this thought, not of mine own?

It confuses the clarity I think is shown.
Left or right, such hate in a single fight.
Swallowed peace is weakened by another's pure insight.
You ask me, but how can I know?
The child has not even grown.
The look leads sway.
I wish the truth would show a stronger way.