With close eyes tight, I make everything go away. Don’t wish to fight. It is not a coward that I’am. I don’t have to prove that I’am right or wrong, is the hour. With boldness in mind and courage in heart, my false love(s); person, place, or thing, all that kept me vex from knowing and loving self, with close eyes tight, I make everything go away and I hear, coming from self; “It’s your faith, that give you your hope, It’s your hope, that show your faith” . What is being said? Oh; “Talking to self and any that wish to listen” .