Control
Control of emotional distress is not good for the body to rest. Controlled from the east I must confess Controlled from the west, I know it's a test Controlling from the North I know I'm blessed Controlled from the South I know I am casted Controlling at all might be too drastic A never-ending story with control over you so much pressure makes you feel lesser, cold, and blue. Many times feeling terrible like the flu. Glued to the controls of you What must I do?
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