It makes me feel like I have control,
Yet in actuality, it has complete control of me.
It's something I feel I must do.
I'm sorry if you can't relate,
don't try to understand it;
you never will.
Why can't you see what it does for me?
It makes me happy.
'If you're so happy, then why are you crying? ' you ask.
I told you, don't ask for explanations,
because I can't explain.