Auto Pilot
Auto Pilot
Am I the pilot of my life, maker of my destiny? Auto Pilot comes and goes shifts out of control at the strangest times throughout my life.
The upset of daily living can wear and tear if a ripple out of place doesn’t soothe the soul. I stiffeled my imperfections of emotions far to long.
Do I like what I see, or even feel what I like
diverge emotions pulling me apart am I delusional in thinking love is knocking at my door
Am I delusional my heart wants to feel all the joy life has to offer do I dare open the door dust the cobwebs off my soul
Am I the pilot of my life, maker of my destiny? Auto Pilot comes and goes shifts out of control at the strangest times throughout my life.
The upset of daily living can wear and tear if a ripple out of place doesn’t soothe the soul. I stiffeled my imperfections of emotions far to long.
Do I like what I see, or even feel what I like
diverge emotions pulling me apart am I delusional in thinking love is knocking at my door
Am I delusional my heart wants to feel all the joy life has to offer do I dare open the door dust the cobwebs off my soul
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