In Control
I’ve been regected and neglected with a silent anger,
That I know I shouldn’t feeel.
It’s an ownership I’d wish to tamper,
To make them bow down and kneel.
But I know I have to hide my shadows,
So I promise them that I won’t.
But I really cannot control my dark side,
I don’t know how to. I really don’t.
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