A puppet on a string,
I await my instructions,
and hope to take the best path.
Though awaiting takes time,
as the dust collects,
it starts to choke my lungs.
Desperation for a hint,
a sign of the descision.
Or a simple thing to go on.
I'm your puppet on a string,
I'll await my instructions,
don't let the dust collect.
A sign of existance and life,
speak to me and care.
Dust my shoulders off.
A puppet on a string,
I await my instructions,
and hope to take the best path.
Author notes
random.....
i feel a bit like a marionette or puppet on a string...bleh
everyones not giving me a choice and i simple >have< no choice but to do whats wanted of me, and im so tired of it, i cant stand being kept waiting, but what else is there to do. Meanwhile my parents are dragging me left and right across the country
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow,
Your situation I can read is a tough one to be in.
I only hope all works out for you and yours.
Thanks for sharing, and pen on poet!
-Timothy
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