Control

Picking up where I left off,

Dancing and singing is still not possible,

I cannot just let go,

Of the tight control I've set myself on,

Is it a case of trial and error,

Or pride has captured my soul's light,

Does everything have to be crazy all through,

Or can life just give me a chance,

Without struggle there's no growth,

But growth is a crazy master,

It needs chaos and a bit of crazy to turn my path,

So I'll ponder a little more on the control to exact.