Control

Nelly B.

I control it

Because I do.

I just gotta get my hand on it before the devil do.

I could be my own worst nightmare too.

But I control it.

I control what my mind goes through.

I control it.

I control how I take it.

I control my next move.



No more excuses.

Because if I do, I'll be stuck in limbo.

No growth, no purpose, no worth.

I'll be living a life just to die and hurt. 

Crying all the time.

Wondering why and where did I go wrong?

Feeling all the shame of everyday. 

But everyday I control it. 



Can't let the devil in.

He wants me to sleep

While I conform to the matrix. 

Wont catch me with the sheep.

While everyone is getting their fix

From TV scandals and fake news,

There's people out there making moves.

Living dreams.

And we already have all the tools.

Just control it.



That anger, those darkest thoughts.

Only consume the best of us.

We become the products

Of what was and what will never be.

Control the fear of failure.

Control the need to succeed.

Control the acceptance of what is.

Control your own greed.

Life is what you make it,

Just control how your soul takes it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Nelly B. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 8th, 2018 23:25
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 18
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