Control

I have no control on what happens in my life...the only control i have is over my knife...the knife always does what i want it to...it doesn't question why i do what i do...it cuts where and how deep i want it... it can cut my arm or hidden on my hip...i control what all it does and when...by how much pressure i use on my skin... i'll control it until my pain goes away...i have perfect control over it, so i'll be okay