Control Poem by Phil Soar

I wish I could control my thoughts
put them in a library
and access them in my time of need
filed in a controlled environment
subjects logged in order
from dark moods to happy times
for future comments in my little rhymes
kept in a data bank
saved for all time
I wish I controlled these thoughts of mine

I wish I had time to examine my worth
explain why I feel controlled by words
with the briefest of glimpses
of future and past
plenty of storage space
Limited tasks
a mind run on empty
would kill my desire
To compose all my rhymes
and bolster this fire