Watch me play and watch me dance,
Hung up by the wires
Your little puppet, your marionette
Your handling I require
Because I am your little puppet,
Never to break free
The wires tight, the strings are pulled
With every single plea
But its my turn to pull the strings
I tug at your hand
I twist, I turn, dancing blindly
Breaking every strand
You jerk back, your face afraid
I’ve never done this before
I dance and play and walk away
I’m not your puppet anymore
i love it... its similar to my poem 'my strings'......... yet its nothing like it.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this. No one should be anyones puppet...a good strong write