In the middle of the stage
The spotlight that shines above me
Crowd full of puppets
I gaze hopelessly
At my helpless wooden hands
Invisible strings right and left
From everywhere
They are attached to my body
A body that didn't felt like mine
Moving me here and there
From everywhere
They controlled me
I watched helplessly
As this body moved
Heart filled with cotton
A vacant space for a mind
I stare blankly
At my future, past, present self
Pushing me forward backward
I look for the scissors
To cut these hopeless strings of fate
Yeah these invisible strings of fate
That control me
Tell me how to live
How to breathe
These invisible strings of predestined
Am I a rag doll?
In this plastic dream house
Or am I a puppet?
That's entertaining other puppets
As if my life is a movie
That they came to watch with popcorns
Invisible strings right and left
From everywhere
They are attached to my body
A body that didn't felt like mine
Moving me here and there
From everywhere
They controlled me
I watched helplessly
As this body moved
Will I get to the scissors before I bleed in cotton?
Or will they throw me into the garbage before I slash these strings?
These invisible helpless strings of fate
Yeah, these invisible strings of predestined
———————Melody_Alyward
Again it's the girl's social anxiety but this time, she's aware of the fact that she's controlled. If you enjoyed reading then please do vote, comment and share! 💕
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