Role plays

A Poem by Mazerunner

Threads extend my fingers and I dance
Like a puppet in the hands of those who control the trance
And even though it bleeds a little I smile and Express
In so many happy belied ways and a funny dress

Is freedom really so much to ask for
Oh dear God what do I ask you more
My feelings climb a hill every day
And before they peak I kill them in every way

Maybe things will be better in there
Where there's peace in the air
A place where there's nothing called a tear
And I'll be free of role plays ,I'll be queer