Puppets on a string,
And the master of the game,
Pulled around as dolls,
On the endless string of pain.
Puppets on a string,
Lack of inspiration,
Rolling around to the beat of others music,
Never free from constant frustration.
Puppets on a string,
Nothing left to gain,
And this will always remain,
Always remain the same.
Puppets on a string,
And the master of the game,
Pulled around as useless dolls,
On the endless string of pain.
Copyright © 2014 Jasmine Bryony Holmes
All rights reserved.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC
Puppets on a string,
And the master of the game,
Pulled around as dolls,
On the endless string of pain.
Puppets on a string,
Lack of inspiration,
Rolling around to the beat of others music,
Never free from constant frustration.
Puppets on a string,
Nothing left to gain,
And this will always remain,
Always remain the same.
Puppets on a string,
And the master of the game,
Pulled around as useless dolls,
On the endless string of pain.
Copyright © 2014 Jasmine Bryony Holmes
All rights reserved.
Sorry I haven't been around for a while guys! Just seriously lacked inspiration.
