You can not control

You can not control where your thoughts wander
You can not control your heart
You can not control the things that tear you apart..
You can not control others.
Everything moves and flows.. not always in the direction we want
Why is that? Why do we want what we cant have.
Why do we seek control in all that is?
Beauty is chaos.. and chaos is beauty
Chaos doesn't care. It's continuous on its path of eternal beauty.
Let it continue on its path.. maybe one day we'll find out what our path is