Dark, gloomy thoughts cloud my mind again,
Filling my entire head with clouds thicker than cigarette smoke.
Scary, frightening thoughts fill my brain again,
I wish that this morning I never really woke.
I just want control
Over my mind
Over my thoughts
Over my actions
Over my choices
But I will never get that control...
I just need to make peace with it.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
Dark, gloomy thoughts cloud my mind again,
Filling my entire head with clouds thicker than cigarette smoke.
Scary, frightening thoughts fill my brain again,
I wish that this morning I never really woke.
I just want control
Over my mind
Over my thoughts
Over my actions
Over my choices
But I will never get that control...
I just need to make peace with it.
I need to make peace with myself and this uncontrollable life.
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