Just Talk
It doesn’t take control when you’re not willing,
it is control that is taken.
Is addiction something you cannot do without,
or just don’t want to, I ask myself?
How about you, ask yourself?
It’s wrong doing nothing for long, sooner or later,
nothing ends up being something to do.
There’s nowhere to go for those who stay,
and those who know the price they pay.
Were it not so being that today,
what we knew not yesterday tomorrow says.
As time moves on to tick the clock,
when we do we call it luck,
but if not it’s all bad talks.
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