Puppetry

A Poem by S June

A short poem about my parents treatment of me

I am your puppet
Pull my strings,
Watch me dance
Watch me swing

You control my every move
My choices are made
By him and by you
Waiting for my soul to fade

I am your puppet
Pull my strings
Watch me dance
Watch me swing

One day I will fall
The strings will be cut
No more control
You'll be in a rut

I am your puppet
Pull my strings
Watch me dance
Watch me swing

I promise you this
One day you will know
How your actions
Were ever so low

I am your puppet
Pull my strings
Watch me dance
Watch me swing

You're gone from this world
I dance on my own
Gone your sadistic control
The alien seeds you had sown

I am your puppet
Pull my strings
Watch me dance
Watch me sing

I will not miss
The way things were
The words that cut me
With every slur

Goodbye to this world
With one long snip
I am gone from this life
In goes the knife tip

I am not your puppet
I do not have strings
Now I can Dance
I am finally free