Endless Days *Completed*

Your Puppet

I'm backed into a corner again,

nowhere left to turn.

You always take my best as my worst,

and you throw it in my face.

Never asking me what's wrong,

always asking to do something for you.

I'm never good enough,

I never going to be.

I'll never amount to anything.

You've always made sure of it.

Your insults thrown in my face,

stabbing like a million knives.

You've always thought me to be nothing

but a puppet of yours,

to control and manipulate at will.

Will I ever break these strings?

Will I ever amount to anything?