The Puppeteer

Your fingers pulling
Wrapped up in my fragile strings
I can hear my bones cracking
Cuz you have what I’m lacking
Control.....control of my strings
Control of my heart and-
Today is just the start
You jerk me around like a puppet
You jerk me around like some doll
I’m the puppet and you the puppeteer
My emotions my actions you have all the strings
A single tug can start my crying
A swift hard yank can end my dying
Pull it Pull it
Just a flick of the wrist
Do it please do it
Just end my suffering
I can’t take it anymore
END MY DYING