Self-Control

Well Michael forgot to use his brain,
and went out and opened up his heart.
Yet again will have to go through pain,
that's what sets him and me apart.
My heart can be as cold as ice,
and as dark as a light less night.
He can be just to freaking nice,
and won't put up any kind of fight.
When times get hard he hides away,
or just let's himself get all depressed.
He won't listen to what I have to say,
cause he won't admit that I know best.
Oh well, for now I am taking control,
So please don't thing of him as a jerk.
Till he learns a little self-control,
I am the one that is behind the smirk.