While you control my every move,

You pull my strings.

And although I would like to break free,

I will be a useless marionette puppet without the needed strings to move around.

I wish I could cry, I wish that I will be able to express my own feelings without being judged

By the audience that sits in front of your stage.

I want to lose this fate, but it has to be, I was born this way.

You tell me that you love me, but I don’t believe that you really do,

I’m just your attention tool, you play me as your broken and clingy fool.

I want to get away from you but if I do then I won’t be able to support myself.

I can’t be free, I can’t be free,

For I’ve depended on you so much that I can’t learn to do things on my own.

I can’t see, I can’t see,

Due to all these tears of the terrifying thought of you leaving me.

I am afraid that I will have to leave you or else I’ll end up breaking down.

Oh, but since you are my puppeteer then I will stay and do just as you say.