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I can't control it.

I can't control the laughs

the stares

the lies

none of it.

That's the thing, I am not in control.

One wants to control those around them, one wants to control their present, past and future. Take the mistakes and make them evaporate from the face of the earth as if it was just a lucid dream, a acid trip, a high from pot so loud you couldn't hear your own screams.

Thats the thing, I am not in control.

I can't control my present, i can't control my future and i can't control my past, for it is in the past. It is gone like the time we watch go by. Tick tock tick tock, stop. But time doesn't stop as the thoughts dont stop as the feelings dont stop as the adrenaline pumping into your system won't stop, as you make the choices that effect your past, present and future.

So stop trying to control it, thats the thing. 

That's the solid thing. 

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