Control is the opposite, control is what I do.
Control is how I put in line all that I knew.
Control walks the line straight and narrow,
Control is my heart with the broken arrow.
Control is my cry outward for help,
Control is the strongest emotion that I have ever felt.
Control screams while I cry.
Control is the truth when life is a lie.
When all is left but what I control
I'll dig myself out of this God forsaken hole.
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