Poetry {Mostly Free Verse}

Puppet show

Cut the cords
To your little puppet show
You can't play
Me like Pinocchio
Cut the cords
Holding me steady
I'm coming alive
Are ya ready
Do ya think you'll survive
Cut the cords
That tie me to society
I ain't gonna follow the rules
I'm of my own variety
Cut the cords
That play me like a marionette
I ain't no doll
Clothed in a pink dress
I'll turn it red
Cut the cords
That think they can hold me
And soon you might see
The demons in me
Came to kill
Cut the cords
That make me sweet
Turn me sour
Oh look now
It's your fateful hour
Cut the cords
That make me fake
Now I'm free
You better start running
For your sake
If you want to live sweetheart
I ain't gonna join ya
Cut the cords
That hold me back
Well now I'm gonna rebel
Listen close get your brain back on track
I ain't the beauty Belle
I'm the beast
Cut the cords
So I see the freedom
So I feel welcome
So who's gonna join me
I'm the start of the rebellion
But I ain't the only one
Cut the cords
In your little puppet show
I won't let you
Play me like Pinocchio
Cut the cords
I'll walk away
And never look back
That's a fact
Cause I
Cut the cords
That played me like Pinocchio
It's kinda hard
To have a puppet show
Without a puppet
Ain't it