Control
One's love can be another's heartache.
Thanks to some things in life, people can become what they hate the most.
Life can throw some very stressing stuff at you and it's your choice to take.
So when can we be the host?
We are all subjects to the puppet master.
When can we take back our lives.
Our emotions are all in a container.
Every time I think of him I get hives.
Copyright © Austin Ohler | Year Posted 2011
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