No Control

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Here I walk, alone, Down a cobblestone road. Here I walk, alone, Left with my hollow thoughts. Here I walk, alone,  Wondering what to do. I can't go back home, Not after what happened.  
Could somebody take me somewhere pleasant? It's all I have ever asked of someone. How is someone to be omnipresent? They cry "all hail the one and only son."
Control, No control You used to control me Now you control me no more.  Leader,
Puppet master you control me, but I have no strings. Press your button and you will see, me move to a beat not meant for me. My flow and direction, are a misconception, created by someone else.
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