Puppet Master

I’ll hide me from society, just me, myself and I,

And play a different person until the day I die.

I’ll hide behind the me you see the me you think I am,

and play a different person then the person that I am.

I’ll wear the mask you want me to and use the voice you say,

and play a different person until my dying day.

I’ll protect myself inside myself and show you what you want,

Until I’m strong enough to show I’m not a fucking cunt.

I’ll walk the way you tell me to and talk the words you need,

and be your strongest puppet you’re not aware can bleed.

The face you see before you and the voice you hear me use,

the actions I’m seen taking are all the things you’ll choose.

But I’m still in there somewhere and I’m growing every day,

Protected in the privacy and choosing my own way.

And when I think I’m strong enough and when you think you’ve won,

My guard will fall around me and show you what you’ve done.

A puppet with no strings attached but not through choice alone,

running from a puppeteer the place it once called home.

Breaking out its shell again to prove who it can be,

The person that I was before you did all this to me.