Control

Control

Can't be fair, what you do,

Without knowledge, it's true,

Slipping past my defences,

Lose control of all senses.

Don't feel sure, don't seem right,

Just confusion, blind light,

Experience whisper, 'Too Soon',

Now I recall my old tune.

Sensing within you, pure life,

Broken and damaged from strife,

Awakens my need to care,

To be for you, just there.

Must protect you, and see,

No more pain comes to thee,

Must provide nets for you,

And through all you must do.

But, then at the same time,

Come pre-drawn, hidden lines,

Lust writes foreign refrains,

I re-live all my pain.

Innocent? Stunning, I want you,

Weak in essence, I need you,

You can 'nail' me, it's true,

Just you do what you do.

So, I'm weary of those,

Without warning fear grows,

Turn me on, make me feel,

My control's just not real.