Out of Control

No one ever listens

No one ever waits

They all keep running around

Making all the same mistakes

They wander without a care

They wonder thoughtlessly

Yet here I am with all the answers

I have always held so meticulously

They refuse to bend

They continue to break

And here I stand so perfectly

Ever unwilling to forsake

For keeping their strings

Their strings oh so tight

I fiddle, pluck, and play with them

To forever keep myself a flight