Word, Words, Words

As I sit back and reflect

I cannot help but wonder,

What will I do next?

Where I will I go?

These thoughts I sit under.

How do I get what I want?

Another thought that lingers,

my mind, 

so easily persuauded,

so convinced,

 That I can grasp the truth,

slipping through my very fingers.

Young man, 

this is life,

he said as he chuckled.

I cannot guide you,

you are in control.

Control your words, 

and you will control your life.

Master your language,

for you will master the world.