People like to have things under control
Deprived of which would terrify them
To have things under control, or at least
To have that “illusion”
Is what keeps them going
Is what makes them think they’re free,
Is what keep their world intact
For it is hard to fathom living
A life that’s determined
In such a cold indifferent universe
Not knowing that losing control
Could be the best thing to happen to them.
PS : Inspired by Sous Emprise
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