Puppet boy.
Puppet boy.
Won't you come and play?
Puppet boy.
Puppet boy.
All night and all day.
I tied the strings around your hands and feet,
and tried to make you dance.
I tried to make you run and jump
but your skills wouldn't enhance.
I painted your face,
all pretty and perfect.
But then the tears started flowing
and smudges were the aftereffect.
Puppet boy.
Puppet boy.
Won't you play with me?
Puppet boy.
Puppet boy.
A happy duo we will be.
You collapsed, in defeat,
tired and needing a rest.
But I kept pushing you harder,
trying to make you your best.
"The performance is soon," I said.
"You must be ready."
"I will never perform for you,"
he responded with a voice unsteady.
Puppet Boy.
Puppet Boy.
Why are you trying to leave?
Puppet Boy.
Puppet Boy.
Before I reach what I want to achieve.
It was show time,
but Puppet Boy could not be found.
The star of tonight's show,
gone without a sound.
I ran to the dressing room,
and was horrified by what I saw.
You disappeared, Puppet Boy,
without seeing the crowd you draw.
You loosened your strings
and they fell off completely.
Puppet Boy, you threw 'em aside,
and left them there so neatly.
You left without a trace,
leaving this play date suspended
Why did you leave Puppet Boy,
the only person I've ever befriended?
Puppet Boy.
Puppet Boy.
Will you come back to play?
Puppet Boy.
Puppet Boy.
On one fateful day.
YOU ARE READING
puppet boy
Poetry≫ puppet boy: stories and poems ≪ a collection of stories and poems i've written based off of @z0mbies "puppet boy" ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ ≫ achievements ≪ highest rank: #702 in poetry (06.02.2016) reader milestone: 1k reads (12.03.2016)
