Control

Zombies, puppets, whatever you want to call it
Controlled by something outside of themselves
Whenever I am forced to give up part of myself, a red flag goes up
Whenever I am told what to do, I say shut the fuck up

Let me make up my own damn mind
I will live my life however I want
I want to do what makes me happy, haven't figured out what that is yet
I want you to find the same, and in the process can't we grow as friends?