I control these
Invisible strings.
The ones that make you do those
Horrible things.
I control how you
Think and Feel.
Your life would crash if I didnt
Take the wheel.
You should feel lucky that I
care.
But now you only sit and
Stare.
You cut my strings
And now it all will end.
So say goodbye,
You used to be a friend...
Heather Devlin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-the-mind-of-a-control-freak/
