Cruelty aggravates

My inner disposition

Tearing away at my skin

Revealing a steel armor

Who would have known 

I’m in control.

 

My core is resilient

Tossing a side all of the bitterness

And stepping forward

One foot after another

Cause I’m in control.

 

Sneers bring about anger

Bubbling up from way down deep

Slowly cooling to an iceberg

Before reaching the surface

Still I’m in control.

 

You dump upon my personality

With your childish game-play

You wish for a surrender

Yet nothing knocks me down

For I’m in control.

 

Day after day you torture my soul

Dropping into my eyes

That are soon to be blind

And my face swollen with poison

Making me appear years older

But I’m perfectly in control.

 

I have no defense against your rainfall

It hits me everywhere, every day in every way

For no reason that makes sense

Just immature rationality

Coming from spoiled brats

That thought they were “IT”

  

Sorry Charlie

Not today

We’re all the same

Except for me

I’M IN CONTROL!

 

 

~Yvonne Renee Moore