Taking Control

Understand it

The aching you feel

Find in it, reason

Decide if it’s real.

When you see time as value

You realize the ache is shallow

A twisted view you hate to find

But somehow again revisits your mind

How can one relieve herself

From the chaotic tug within her stealth

This makes no sense

To feel this pain

Learning no lesson

Recycled in vain

Make yourself of use

It’s not with rudeness I imply

Seek out your value

The age old seeker of his or her why

 

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