Held By Strings
Held By Strings
The knots are strong, they won’t let go
No matter how much I pull and plead
And tears pour out of my eyes
But nobody can see them but me
A smile is plastered on to my face
Along with crystal blue eyes filled with joy
Rosy cheeks and dimples
And of course the curly hair bouncing happily
But behind this mask lies the real me, waiting,
To be free from their grasp, and run away for good
To feel the sun’s warmth surrounding me
To see the stars in the night sky twinkle and smile
But no, that isn’t possible
For I was being held with the strings
The strings that decided whether I laugh or cry
The strings that influence my whole life as a puppet
No one even knows who I really am,
And there are so many people like me
Being led by someone in the shadows
Attached to invisible strings, being controlled