I must fix myself
I must fix my life.
I must fix my children,
Siblings,
Parents
Husband
Wife.
I want to take the elements
And bend them to my will.
Where is that little bottle
With the happy ending pill?
I do believe this path
Grows more crooked every day.
It is time to straighten it
And bend it my way.
When was I put in charge?
Must I run the entire show?
Is it wrong to love so much?
And……….
When did God let go?
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