puppet

The despair that holds her back tugs on her heartstrings But like a puppet she will obediently play along She was once optimistic and filled with joy But that way of life soon came to an end Her mind was used as a distorted decoy The distraction that consumed her entire world She wanted something to change It didn't matter if that were good or bad She wished she could take a stand And sometimes imagined that she had Under the influence of a higher strength She patiently waited untouched Looking to anyone for the answers With the piece of hope that she clutched Was she weak or a diamond in the ruff? Passing her by without looking twice She knew this life would be tough But she never got to roll the dice Succumbed to her controller, she falls short This won't be her last match The strength she's building inside will be enough To make that final catch The thin, torn strings are starting to break Soon the puppet will be free of the ache