Puppet

Have you ever had someone hold you down? Maybe take control over you?

They hold

Control over your

Soul.

Never letting you

Go.

You sit there and

Wait

For one who will

Treat you 

Better.

Unable to move

Unless someone moves

You

So you sit there and

Wait.

You poor

Puppet.

How could someone

Do this to you?

They don't treat you

Well.

But you keep showing your

Fake smile.

How do you 

Stand this?

You never shed a

Tear in front of them.

But yet they hold

Control over your

Soul

Not letting you 

Go.

You wish to be

Free

But the strings 

Hold you down.

They want you to 

Stay with them.

Your pity and

Sorrow for them

Keeps you there.

Holding you

Captive.

Why do you 

Love them so?

Oh you poor

Puppet...