Ryan's Poetic Collection (HEARTBREAK AND HEALING)

Yo-Yo

I am wrapped around your finger by thin string, going back and forth. I get so far just to have you pull me back in. The string is beginning to wear and it's only some time before it snaps. Before the one thing I'm designed to do I can't do anymore. You push and you pull in any direction you please controlling my free will, I was never meant to be this worn. One day my string will tear completely and I will fall. Never truly having experienced the ability to control my own direction. To you I am a yo-yo, but I am a human and I have not lived, for you have control and limit over how far I can go. For you have control in the direction I go. To you I am a yo-yo. But I am a human yet to live without limit, yet to control my own direction.