Are you the puppeteir
Am I the puppet
Strings attached to my feet, my hands, my head
I do what you say
With a pull of the strings I obey your every command
I beg and pray for you to set me free
I live for the day
To walk on my own, To speak for myself
For now I must wait if it takes forever
But when I'm gone for good
I will be free!!!!!!!!!!!!
