what control?

catefrances

i fight with everything i have
to turn away from you
but every time you come around
i cant help but be cut through
i hate that you wont reach out to me
that all thats come before means zip
i thought i had control but now i find
i was fooling myself and my fingers are losing their grip
i want to be rid of you
i want never to think of you again
but that aint the way its working out
and im losing myself in the end