I dig and dig, with a shovel in hand 
Searching for ways to take command 
In every aspect of my life 
For me, no need for a co-pilot 

I want the power, I want the say 
I want control in every way 
The smallest detail to the grandest scheme 
I’ll be the one who’s pulling the strings 

But as I dig, I start to see 
That control is not the key to being free 
For every moment that I try to hold 
I miss the beauty that could unfold 

I put down my shovel, I let go 
And suddenly, my world starts to glow 
I can’t control everything, that’s true 
But I can control how I see it through 

Blessings and Love! 

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