the puppet on a string
how do i shut you out?
puppeteer of my pout,
the rain in the cloud
don't tell me i should be more this,
more that
do more of this,
less of that
because it might just black my heart
maybe it's my fault
i try so very hard
but still fail and go all the way back
to where i started,
closed-hearted
then you start to claw at me
with your pointy nails,
scratch my skin off
until there's nothing left but my base
you hint that i should be ashamed
of all that i am
and you put me in transparent handcuffs
once again
oh, you never see
all that i want to be-
free
free as a butterfly,
but held tight
by someone who will take me to the sky
and,
in order to keep me,
fight
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the sad star
Poetry時鐘 始終繞回 the clock is ticking round and round backwards hide and seek, lexie liu a poetry collection 2022©️
