Conscious Control

what if I quit blaming myself for everything

what if I threw both of my hands up, let it be

what if I quit shaming myself for what I need

accepted all my mess, all my mistakes, my suffering

love’s not in your

conscious control

love’s not in your

conscious control

freeze a frame, floating through the cosmos belly up

i’m not okay, I don’t need to be for anyone

did you move to Brooklyn, did you quit your job

are you also lost in orbit, have you found new love?

you think I don’t care, but I never stopped

love’s not in your

conscious control

love’s not in your

conscious control

(too much, too much for anyone)

(too much to be really loved)