I feel like a puppet
Strings pulling me
Every which way
All the people controlling me...

Tugging me-
Nagging me-
scolding me-
does it ever get better?

What did I ever do
to endure such punishment?
What crime have I committed
to achieve such attention?

Why am I to blame?
I am the one who chose
to do what I wanted to do
but one wrong move and I regret it all

Tears fall freely for everyone to see
all the strings that never controlled me before
so willingly pull me in every direction
ripping me apart, starting with my heart...

love for family...
love for Chris...
hate for rules...
hate for anyone who I think deserves it!

Hopes of this all being a dream,
soon to wake up from,
confessions never seem to ease the pain
just increase it times eighteen...

Strings slowly snap...
or is it my imagination?
longing for death
hoping it'll provide a sliver of freedom

No more tugging-
No more nagging-
No more scolding-
This would be my heaven...

RC '04
 
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