I used to think I just had bad taste in guys.
Controlling, abusive (emotionally)
I Didn't say anything they made me shy.

I got out of that rut.
Now I had to get out of another.

I attracted a girlfriend that was controling.
Tried to tell her no more ,
but she was the same as the guys,
she didn't listen to me.

I dislike people that are controling.
When I was younger a control freak
tried to control me and when she couldn't
she said I was uncontrollable so sent me away.

She was right, I am uncontrolable.
If people don't listen to me when I speak.
I let them know I was serious I leave.
Take so much and when I've had enough I leave the situation.
Always did, always will.

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