Muffled, the sound of your voice
Volume control, you have a choice
Just as another, aims not to hear
If frustrated, do not waste tears

Control, comes in many forms
Some are a victim, since born
Trying to explain, falls on deaf ears
You see signs, with growing fears

Will change come.....or resurface again
Patterns repeat, days-weeks the same
All have choices, its called give and take
Overtime shed tears, filling a lake

Man-made-lake, not natural kind
Explosive emotions, human landmines
Hidden below surface, wait to explode
Seek new direction, unburdened by load

Outside comfort zone, can be good
Bad timing, because another could
Push your balance, the loser is you
Take control of new path, horizons new....