strings

strings

A Poem by fearxdoll

my strings are pulling every which way

how can i control myself

when everyone wants me to be something else

simply sit and let them do as they wish

would end in my distruction

i lost the path

and no one seems to want

to help me find it again

how does one survive in a world of

puppet masters

© 2010 fearxdoll


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Added on March 1, 2010
Last Updated on March 16, 2010

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fearxdoll
fearxdoll

nowhere, FL



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i like writing, and i can't spell. honest thought about my work are welcomed, even if it means telling me i suck. more..