Puppet

My head cant stop thinking,

That would be like asking the sun to not set,

Or asking a gambler to not be in debt,

Its like telling the world to stop its spinning,

Or the champion to stop winning.

I cant control what you may do,

That would be like controling the rain,

Or telling a psychotic to be sane,

It would be like being able to fly,

Or telling an addict to never get high.

And those things that i cant stop from happening,

Bend me,

Shape me,

Move me...

And yet, i am not sure why i let this happen,

For i cannot control them,
But they control me.