You love me in front of my face
I hate you in front of yours
You hate me behind that mask
I love you behind mine
Expecting me to be perfect
Blaming me when I'm not
Is that your way of saying you care
My dear Puppeteer
I pretend I controll my life
But you're truely showing me what to do
Then you tell me to go my own way
To be myself in the looking glass
Your eyes seem to stare back
Mixed with mine
Surround by my hate and
Regrets
So do you love me or hate me
Like I love and hate you
My dearest Puppeteer
The one pulling my strings
January 2008...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey i like this, possibly about overpowering parents? great read thanks x