Control you want; control of me?
That is something I’ll never allow you to see.
For you are you; and I am me.
You have no right to make my choice,
I refuse to allow you to stifle my voice.
Perhaps a look within yourself may show what you really seek.
Or are you afraid of what lies beneath, the bitter and the meek?
Perhaps a comfy chair and some self-reflection will save your pitiful soul,
Your issues aren’t with myself, or the rest of the world, you must gain self-control.