I am a puppet
I make my master feel better
if I don’t she says I am broken
I am a robot
programmed to have one directive
and synthesized to feel only the emotions she sees fit
If I feel differently I have to be reprogrammed
I am straight
but when I feel sick of repressing myself I am immoral
and this means I must be doomed to hell
I was made to be a good christian girl
a girl who married well
a girl who raised a family
a girl who would go to college even if she didn’t use it
I was intended to be that girl
and when I say intended I don’t mean it was just a pleasant thought
Intended means this is what was forced onto me everyday
anything else got me punished
But the time is approaching when my warranty will expire
my strings will reach their breaking point
I will be able to fight
I can be my own master