Control

I feel the need to stay To love, to feel, to embrace Who knew I’d end up here Writing words relating to my emotions, instead of writing text relating to an algorithm Every time I feel like I’m falling, I try to brace myself but usually allow myself to continue falling But this time, I braced myself to stop falling early I don’t know how I should be feeling, because you’re bringing my past back to the present. History keeps us going, not the potential, not the now.