I am like a puppet.
Going threw life with someone controlling me.
Smiling when they want me too.
To laugh at what they want.
To be 'happy' when they need me to.
But there comes a point to where i cant do it anymore.
were i want to cut the strings and do things on my own. but i cant.
why? because all i do it mess everything up..
Most of the time it gets so bad to where... i dont want to move.
where my mind gets fuzzy and blank.
...and my whole world crashes all around me.
I am like a puppet with no strings..
A Emotionless Doll...
A empty shell.
A nothing.
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Stories by Roslyn Richer..
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Father!America x Suicidal! Reader
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WARNING! dark, blood and Curing.
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