Oh, she's a DOLL
Oh, she's an ANGEL
Oh, she's PERFECT
All wrong, all wrong
She's merely a
M A R I O N E T T E
A PUPPET
Everyone pulls her s t r i n g s
She's constantly under control
To do their bidding
She cannot rebel
And cut the strings
(They're her CHAINS)
But that's the only life she lives
And without it she has n o t h i n g
A m a s k
She doesn't want to do it
But she has to do the task
Be the P E R F E C T little girl
Don't ask
Just do what they say like the DOLL you are
Close your eyes and sigh
You want your FREEDOM but you can't help but comply
Like a caged b i r d
Never to F L Y
(Only to s i n g FOREVER for your
MASTER)
YOU ARE READING
a litany of ruminations
Poetry{poetry collection} s c a t t e r e d dreams and drifting thoughts, oh, not everything is what it seems... (not necessarily from my own thoughts)
