Puppet Girl

At one time I was free. 

I was different.

I was beautiful. 

My beauty blinded men.

My beauty attracted you.

My beauty had put my

future on hold,

and damn me for life.

I was young and dumb

Never have I thought I'd be 

controlled by man.

You were older,

And you were damaged 

by someone else.

So, when we met you 

had to make sure i wouldn't be 

like the last one that you had.

You held me against my freedom. 

You never gave me a chance 

to show you i wasn't them.

So you made me your puppet girl.

I wasn't able to move

unless you would allow me.

I wasn't able to dress-up

unless there was approval.

I wasn't able to speak

unless you spoken for me

I was a model of a puppet girl

who was not in control.

It was almost as if 

I wasn't even alive.

I was standing in peoples eyes....

...but was I really?

Or was that just the strings, 

that were holding me up?

In the end no one 

could tell the difference.

You were a man who lacked

of self respect.

So you that you could 

control a weaker vessel

Well, sorry to disappoint

but i have woke up

and I cut the strings 

while you weren't 

looking.

I am not going to be

your puppet on the strings

to play game

that you have started 

and can't stop.