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Array ( [sid] => 155350 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Out Of My Hands [time] => 2009-11-25 07:38:02 [hometext] => [bodytext] => If there really is a god
Then I don’t understand
Why he’d go and make a creature
As tortured as is man

I feel we’d be his playthings
A cruel, unusual hoax
As if we were the punch line
To some vast and cosmic joke

We’ve got what’s called emotions
Controlled by things called glands
Unfortunately, what they do
Is well out of our hands

If we can’t control our feelings
And we can’t control our lives
The only thing we can do
Is learn how to survive

But somehow that is not enough
We say, “Hey we want more”
Sometimes we can’t have it
And sometimes fates say “sure”

And it’s when we cannot have it
That things get out of line
I’m now a mess and getting worse
Where once I felt just fine
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 238 [topic] => 75 [informant] => DanMWinters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )

Out Of My Hands

Contributed by DanMWinters on Wednesday, 25th November 2009 @ 07:38:02 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished

If there really is a god
Then I don’t understand
Why he’d go and make a creature
As tortured as is man

I feel we’d be his playthings
A cruel, unusual hoax
As if we were the punch line
To some vast and cosmic joke

We’ve got what’s called emotions
Controlled by things called glands
Unfortunately, what they do
Is well out of our hands

If we can’t control our feelings
And we can’t control our lives
The only thing we can do
Is learn how to survive

But somehow that is not enough
We say, “Hey we want more”
Sometimes we can’t have it
And sometimes fates say “sure”

And it’s when we cannot have it
That things get out of line
I’m now a mess and getting worse
Where once I felt just fine

Copyright Â© DanMWinters ... [ 2009-11-25 07:38:02]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Out Of My Hands (User Rating: 1 )
by huwbeauty on Friday, 17th December 2010 @ 04:43:59 PM AEST
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really like your work,can't understand why no ones commented on this it's really good, along with your other writes.

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