Am I really me;
or am I just being what
you want me to be?
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Showing posts with label Me. Show all posts
It Controlled Me
Control is a foolish notion
I wanted control,
but; here I am,
just wanting control...
whilst it controlled me
with the type of control a drip-drip-dripping tap has over you,
or control like how hair product controls your hair.
The swans were out of control and in a flap,
the shoreline controlled the wrecked boat.
so I thought I'd control it...
I wanted to control it...
but; it controlled me
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