Puppet master
What am I?
Your muse in this game you call life,
A puppet that you control
The words I speak are not mine
They were not a result of
My thoughts nor
Were they anything I would say
Don’t believe them
My mouth is sealed shut with
Invisible stitches
That tug and pull and conceal my
True thoughts
The actions I do are not mine
They were not how I would
Have behaved given a true chance
They are not how I would have
Treated you were I not
Bound by these
Invisible chains
That dig into my skin and cause
Me to hurt and burn
Oh puppet master do not leave me to love
And befriend as I wish
For my strings are loosening and
I do not know how to live on my own
~You stole my life, now steal my death too~
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