Sometimes we all have had enough.
I have had a control over my life since the day I was born.
Not by myself, but by someone or the other.
‘CONTROL’ such an overrated and a fearful word.
It either makes your life or destroys.
Maybe having a controlling life Is good,
Maybe being a control freak is what you need,
You have a path decided
You have your way mapped out.
But what if it’s mapped and decorated by someone else.
What if the chains of your life are held by someone else and you can’t even breathe without them knowing
Yes, exactly that bad!
It reaches out to your soul and threatens to capture it.
Being controlling may work for some
But what about to others who are stuck within themselves,
Unable to break free.
What’s the war against, then?