I'm a puppet with strings
To be used for your pleasure
My whole life
The only thing I was taught
Was how to be manipulated
I'm constantly being pulled multiple directions
Just so that maybe I could please you once
And maybe I could just be happy
How am I supposed to learn to be my own
When I don't even feel like I'm living anymore
So pick up my strings
And use me how you'd like
Because we both know that I'll never learn to fight
My mind is a blank canvas
Sometimes all I see is white
I'm just going through the motions
Oh when will this end
I'm at my breaking point
If you pull too tight
I might just snap
