it’s all an illusion…
the idea of control…
when all you want to do is protect yourself from the pain you can’t stand to feel…
but every step and action builds a world that is concrete and unreal…
you build walls instead of connections to those you love…
every interaction becomes a power play of egos and white gloves…
until you eliminate all hope of anything more…
where possessions and ownership become all you live for….
try to control your life but it will slip away from your hands…
all the while love was there waiting for you to one day understand…
