puppet master(all thats left)

[spally]

this world is not for me,
it holds too many memories.
of times when i used to know who i wanted to be,
but now all i see is everything that i had failed to be.
being held on a string, moving left to right.
holding my head up high.....
....when i feel like i could die.
i'm stuck here pretending its all ok.
that it doesn't bother me,
that all they see is this.
a failure, a puppet to this world.
who am i, how'd i get here, what am i supposed to be?
puppet master watch over me.
holding the strings so ever tight,
making sure that i never leave,
keeping me safe from who i wanted to be.
puppet master you rule over me.
telling me what to say, and who to be.
holding my head up high, when i just wanna cry.
they don't see the person i hide inside.
they only see what you've made me to be,
a puppet of this world.
pretending that its all ok.
living the life that you made for me,
a life thats not my own, a life u control.
puppet master let go of me.
telling me who i am supposed to be.
i have failed this,
i am fading, and becomeing what you want.
whats done is done.
now look at me, this is what you wanted?
dismal, dead, inside i'm faded.
inside i am empty, i'm hollow.
theres is nothing to save me from this.
the only this left now is you.
holding all the strings,
pulling all the cords,
your all thats left, my puppet master.

[imrad]

like i said earlier its depressing but i really like it.

[amuse]

i like the whole theme of this poem, and the(your) recognition of self as a puppet, and wanting to be free yet realizing your master is all that's keeping you alive. very empty, yet rich.