But I'm Just A Puppet

You shake me up
And try to dust me
But nothing really changes
For the dirt is within me.
Do I have feelings?
Do I have a heart?
I don't know because
All I do is when another asks.

You throw me around
Then hug me and sleep
You laugh at my face
And then ask me to speak!
But what can I say?
I'm just a puppet, your play.

My strings come apart
My colour fades
The hands that fill me
Quietly escape

I am told what to speak
I'm told what I am to feel
I'm told that I need to breathe
Oh wait! Are you trying to blow life into me?
But what can I do?
I'm just a puppet.

I can be folded, bent or twisted
I'd still survive your painful treat
I need to be filled with flesh and life
Are u willing to lend me your sweet hand for just a while?

For then my disfigured face shall swell up
Features distinctly seen!
And then you stretch me to smile!
Do I ever, ever have a choice?

I'm screaming in my head
But only my silence fills the air
Unless you decide to move me
Unless you decide to let me speak
Unless you feed me the words in your head
Unless I bear the pain and be stretched
So that the world may enjoy the smile I spread
Now u want me to do it on my own!
But what can I do?
I'm just a puppet on my own!