The Freak Show

Here I am,

Scars showing,

heart bleeding out,

my strings are being controlled by a heartless leader,

or shall i say leaders,

for there are too many to count,

dictating every movement,

creating a sort of ventriloquism,

"i'm fine" 

"Don't mind me"

'i am the scum on your shoe"

i have had to become look strong,

but on the inside im frozen porcelain,

the cracks and scrapes and chips,

they have left me to look twisted and warped,

leading me to be sent to this circus freak show,

were i am not my own,

i don't know how to be my own any more,

it's always do this,

do that,

ignore this,

 ignore that...  

im just the lowly freak show so i must accept it.....