Remotely Controlled

Remotely Controlled

I suppose it’s because I felt on a roll,
Where I start to question whose in control
Always going to happen, writing this out,
That sooner or later, I’d be struck by doubt

Is it My imagination writing all this,
Or Anxiety, my old friend and nemesis
Hello my old foe looking over my shoulder,
You haven’t changed a bit, but i look a lot older

I should of known that working hard graft,
It would creep up on me, like a freezing cold draught
Don’t need you right now, though thanks for the attack,
Just leave, because if I let you, you’d be right back

I have to be watchful, it can be quite clever
Do I need its help? the true answer, never
Usually I’m not in the mood to mess with
But I’ve had enough of its passive aggressive

Still it’s been awhile, and it hasn’t kept on
I look freely around, and by truth it’s gone
I smile, because I’ve got rid of the troll
For now I guess, that means im in control.

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