My left or your left?

Is it even possible that there can be
A clarity tinged version of reality
That is not altered by perceptions or fear
by worry of what you think others will hear
or by worry of what you think others will say
or think as they look at you and then walk away
Can any set of eyes look at their surrounds
and not be deafened by their internal sounds
Seeing the world through experience shaped lenses
With all the information confused by five senses
Brains try to process and sort this all through
Emotions get stirred and logic tries to show its view
Where is this sixth sense, this compass of man
To cut through the thicket with clear, focused lashes
Creating a clearing to get a more precise vision
Of the road ahead with its twists and bends
Yet how does one expect to access this guide
Through distractions, detractions, and roaring of tides
This world does not offer many moments of silence
Moments to release our personal inner quiet
As life pulls us on roads that the noises have made
That fear of our own potential have helped to create
Is it not time to get our true self unlocked
To decide from that point which paths you should walk