Control

Life is like driving a car. You'll start of as a passenger sitting in the back. Young never in control of anything, people making the decisionsfor you. All you can do is stare out the windows. Staring, wondering, thinking. Then you grow older, now you can sit in the front. Still never in control of anything. But you can make decisions. Change the fan positioning, or the angle the seat is at. Still you wonder when you can control things. Soon enough you're grown. You're in control now. You're behind the wheel. Turning, steering, breaking. You control everything, it's all your call. What's worse is that everything will be on you. Your actions, turns, choices. You want to turn back. But you keep moving. You can't be the passenger anymore. You're in control.