Friday, May 6, 2011

Not

Your puppet I am not
     if I were you could only tie me in a knot
If I treat you well
     I want the same
It's not a game
     I guess you just always seem the same
You can't play me no longer you will
     When people think of you they become ill
More and more times
     I had to remind
Your puppet I am not
     and one day you will be caught
For the lies you told and
      the srings you pulled
The only thing your are these days
      is cold
On the inside and out
      sometimes you can be a dry day of drought
But the only thing you remind me of is complete and utter doubt.

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