I'm not a puppet on a string. Meant to be dangled as someones play thing. OR dance to another’s music. Tonight, I plan my escape to cut my strings and run away.
My brain, my heart and my guts, Three important organs of my anatomy, My brain may be to use my logic or intellect, Sometimes my heart insists to listen to it more, And my gut feelings never go wrong, Soronotin sets my moods.