Control

 

Control

 

Eyes closed so tight

Jaw clenched in fright

Balling my pale, shaking fists

How can I take much more of this?

 

Words in my ear are partially true

I do tend to flee sometimes

It’s not the unproblematic choice

In fact, it can be rather hard…

 

Through these eyes I see it different

I honestly try to make every attempt

I yearn for seeing the good in people

Maybe, their antagonism is just an accident?

 

And then, when I’ve had enough

My eyes close, jaw clenched, and

Then finally fist start to shake

Sad because I’m let down yet again…

 

I’m simply tired of the battle

If you must know the reality

I’m not escaping my troubles

I am trying to manage my irritability.