Puppetmaster

You are the puppetmaster
attatching all my strings,
with a flick of your hand
you can move me,
with a twist of your grin
you can hurt me.
I am under your control.

You are the puppetmaster
moving all my strings,
I am your nightly entertainment
one show a night,
fee: a break of my heart.
This goes on forever.
I am under your control.

I am the puppet,
and in my hand
I take a knife,
and sever all my ties to you;
dismiss all of the lies that you
told me as you played your twisted game.
Now I am in control.