Who holds the remote control
Of my life
Who pushes my buttons
To what do I react
Who makes me sad
With their deeds
Who makes me guilty
With their comments
Who makes me fear
In their presence
One frown, one smile
And I respond
Patterns, patterns
Predictable ways
Same input
Same output
Garbage in
Garbage out
If I change the circuit
I break the rules
Now I can design
the response I want
To the input
That comes my way
I now create my own
Emote control
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