What is

Whose on the right path 
Opening doors, causing a draft 
Loosening the lips to spill the lies
Holding hands, helping them rise

Breaking a link of scare mungering and worry
Following rules, don’t be in a hurry 
No way of exposing, truth on death ears
Instead of showing the good in the world, they only show fears

People praying and searching for a happy ever after
We just see the tears, no sound of laughter 
Worrying less is less mess to stress about 
Keep your eyes peeled and and let it all out