Seeking Desideratum

I sit here,
my heart pounds inside my chest.
Voices swirl around like tornadoes within my mind,
well intended people comment.

My lips smile, like clockwork,
as if without thought.
The smile is forced,
if only to appease.

So long spent trying to please others,
to ask myself what I want seems rhetorical.
The question traversing in my mind is foreign,
though from me it demands an answer.

Absolutely confused,
altogether speechless.
I hesitate,
I'm unable to answer.

Voices so emphatic,
drowning out the sound of my own.
Intentions are blameless,
ideas are inaccurate.

Then a whisper,
a soft, gentle whisper.
Be still, admist the chaos.
I obey, I still myself.

To trust, if nothing else,
if no one else, I trust Him.
I discover exactly what I want,
He is all I need.