You can’t control the wind or the stars. You can’t control your heartbeat or the blood in your veins. You can’t control who you love or your thoughts or emotions or what others think of you (though you try). You can’t control life and you can’t control death.
You can’t give up your desire for control because giving up is just another, subtler attempt to gain control.
Control is what you spend your life trying to get instead of living. In fact, nothing is under your control; and meanwhile, your need for control controls you.