"When I Was in Control

"When I Was in Control"

Chained to the stone walls of my cerebrum 

Slave on my own ship; mutiny at sea

No more in control of what I’ve become

Self imprisoned; fantasizing what’s free

Now I can only imagine the time

When I was in control and see sublime

Ruthlessly employed to a mind not mine

Toiling in my head for people I hate

Executing plans not of my design

I don’t know how long I’ve been in this state

Now I can only imagine unsaid

When I was in control of my own head