Pull On My Strings

A broken girl

In a broken world

What a shame

Always searching for someone to blame

Yet, who’s to blame

When all the noise is in your brain


Oh, a puppet under these stings

Your wish is my command

Tell me did you ever care to hold my hand

Hold me close

I guess not

It was always about control


Messed up in my mind

Longing to feed your appetite

Do you even notice

Do you even see me

I’m screaming

Can you even hear me ?!


No, I doubt it

Hands held to my side

As I try to fight

You look me in my eyes

As if it’s to make things all alright

What’s alright?


And this game we play

You always win

And here I lay

Devouring myself from within

Tell me, do you think about it

When you pull on my strings

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