Crash Course in Control
Crash Course in Control Every slammed door was a lesson learned, heat in the room, watch the tension burn. Chaos raised me, called it discipline, graded on silence, punished for flinchin. Smile on cue while I read the threat, scan the room like a silhouette. Step back, measure, count the ticks, childhood felt like terrorist shit. Call it family, call it fear, labels blur when the risk is near. No recess from the fight or flight, every night was a midterm night. Heart on mute, eyes on swivel, learned control by being little. Crash course in control, every breath took a measurable toll. Move real quiet, stay low, stay cold, shrink back fast, do what you’re told. Didn’t need school to learn that role, home was my crash course in control. Mom’s mood swings keep time like drums, Dad’s hands louder than guns. Pass or fail on emotional tone, too honest gets you locked out, alone. I folded myself into weaponized calm, cried in my chest, inside a storm. Conflict drills, advanced placement pain, graduated early from restraining rage. I knew when to vanish, when to freeze, how to disappear without leaving a crease. While kids learned to trust and how to dream, I learned exits and contingency schemes. Read the air, don’t break the rule, fear was my after-school. Crash course in control, every breath took a measurable toll. Move real quiet, stay low, stay cold, shrink back fast, do what you’re told. Didn’t need school to learn that role, home was my crash course in control. You trained my stillness through fear, now watch me weaponize it here. What you called obedience and grace, I call patience before I break chains. You thought control meant breakin my spine, but pressure just sharpened the design. Crash course in control, forged that steel deep in my soul. You tried to grind me down to dust, I recycled trauma into trust. You were the syllabus, pain as the work, I flipped the script and made it worth. Yeah, you built the mold, played your role, I took the course and took control. No cap, no crown, no chains, no throne, I don’t flinch now. I own the tone.
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Crash Course in Control Every slammed door was a lesson learned, heat in the room, watch the tension burn. Chaos raised me, called it discipline, graded on silence, punished for flinchin. Smile on cue while I read the threat, scan the room like a silhouette. Step back, measure, count the ticks, childhood felt like terrorist shit. Call it family, call it fear, labels blur when the risk is near. No recess from the fight or flight, every night was a midterm night. Heart on mute, eyes on swivel, learned control by being little. Crash course in control, every breath took a measurable toll. Move real quiet, stay low, stay cold, shrink back fast, do what you’re told. Didn’t need school to learn that role, home was my crash course in control. Mom’s mood swings keep time like drums, Dad’s hands louder than guns. Pass or fail on emotional tone, too honest gets you locked out, alone. I folded myself into weaponized calm, cried in my chest, inside a storm. Conflict drills, advanced placement pain, graduated early from restraining rage. I knew when to vanish, when to freeze, how to disappear without leaving a crease. While kids learned to trust and how to dream, I learned exits and contingency schemes. Read the air, don’t break the rule, fear was my after-school. Crash course in control, every breath took a measurable toll. Move real quiet, stay low, stay cold, shrink back fast, do what you’re told. Didn’t need school to learn that role, home was my crash course in control. You trained my stillness through fear, now watch me weaponize it here. What you called obedience and grace, I call patience before I break chains. You thought control meant breakin my spine, but pressure just sharpened the design. Crash course in control, forged that steel deep in my soul. You tried to grind me down to dust, I recycled trauma into trust. You were the syllabus, pain as the work, I flipped the script and made it worth. Yeah, you built the mold, played your role, I took the course and took control. No cap, no crown, no chains, no throne, I don’t flinch now. I own the tone.
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