I need a sense of control
When people are mean to me
I want to hide in a black hole
I don’t know who they want me to be
But I just want to feel in control
I don’t think anyone can help me
They can try to understand
But they don’t see what I see
This pain I can withstand
But not without a sense of control
Why can’t my life feel like mine?
When did other people get power over it
And why do I want to believe that it is fine?
The overwhelming thoughts never seem to quit
But I still need a sense of control