Push me down,
Pick me back up,
Throw me around,
Then promise to grow up,
You got me by your puppeteers strings,
Hooked on your lines and ties,
Constantly telling me meaningful lies,
Tied down by your chains,
Held up by your hooks,
You keep me going by tearing me apart,
I swear one day your going to end up breaking my heart,
Even though all i'm living for is to capture yours,
Why do you keep dragging me back,
Calling me around,
If you don't want me,
Than leave me upon the cold damp ground,
All i want is to be yours,
But with all of the fights and slamming doors,
How can i be any other thing,
if you want me to try,
i will,
I'll play pretend,
If it means you'll love me,
But if were playing is it still me that your loving?
Has it ever been?
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Poems and Short Stories
PuisiPOEMS AND SHORT STORIES All i write, i write from my own head, will publish more as soon as i write them, usually write them when i'm depressed, upset, sad, mad, or have a strong since of emotion.