Puppet Poem by Trenton Alex Campbell

Move my mouth with the slightest of hand.
Move my arms and legs with strings.
A puppet is all I am and all I am here to do is your bidding.
I have no mind of my own.
So tell me what to do.
I have a heart but its all cracked so I won't give or show it to you.
Is this what I am ment to be a puppet that smiles amd doesnt say no...
I'll just pretend that I am happy, happy with myself even though deep down I feel ugly and ready to die.
So since my heart so broken and no mind to tell me true.
Thrust me off this earth, its the least anyone can do...
Because I've given so much of myself away.
Death here I come.