I’m having one of those can-you-believe-the-audacity kind of weeks. Half not minding my own business but I own it and allow for release. So here’s all of the frustration, flowing out to set me free.
Control
On a scale of 0 to 100
Control
Energy is about a five.
Grasping
For someone to latch onto your anger
And when I say astray, I mean off-path
But sure, they also feed it because they feel bad
Dragging them astray
Hoping they’ll be so disoriented, lost, they decide to stay
Energy is about a five.
And I’ve been working a loooong fucking time
To lift mine.
Out of Control.
I know that’s how it looks from the outside looking in
My ducks aren’t in a row, give no explanation for where I’ve been
But you’ve got to believe me – I found the right track, I’m feelin it
Path paved with love
And like it lights up for me to follow, I light up when I follow it
I don’t think your five is wrong
I just don’t want to be around it
Grasping
It’s contagious
So when you find a path the illuminates
I encourage you
Take a deep breath, let go
Then take it.
Much love, until next time.
Madeline May I... 