Sometimes life seems so strange
A lifeless face in faceless times

Like a puppet on a string
Being pulled in every direction
Fighting this battle all alone

With no one to cry to
and no place to call home

Stored away in a dark box
Not knowing where I am going next
Only to perform when I am told

I constantly find is myself repeating
The same old exact words over and over

Seemingly not having mind of my own
Or a word to be spoken otherwise
I depend on other to guide me
Because that's all I know

This hinged body and controlled mouth
Stays so cold and tears will never flow

In this puppet's life