A Worlds Puppet
My life is in shambles, the hurt is extreme
I have lost all direction, it feels like a bad dream
Happiness is distant, I just want to scream
Because all your promises feel like a scheme
I feel like a puppet, strung by your strings
You pull me and tug me, as I bounce off the springs
Which direction I go with the hurt that it brings
Is left up to the uncertainty of all uncertain things
You say that you’re sorry and you want to try again
But when is it enough with this hurt that has been
Tearing at my core and ripping at my skin
As the frowns try to leave but are trapped within
I deserve to be happy and not just for pretend
But I always put me last and I am not sure it will end
The hurt that this causes you, I did not intend
Let’s face the news together some fences won’t mend
