It. Haunts. Me.

Every. Little. Thing.

My. Heart. On. Strings.

Pulled. In. Every. Single. Direction.

Yet. Still. Never. The. Right. One.

Crying. Late. At. Night.

Because. No. One. Ever. Sees. Me.

No. One. Ever. Knows. Me.

Not. Truly.

A. Puppet. On. Strings.

Bending. Always. To. Your. Whim.

Isn’t. This. My. Life. To. Live?