Guest guest Posted April 17, 2003 Report Share Posted April 17, 2003 The puppet and the puppeteer If I'm a puppet on a stringThis life is a deceptive thingAll my wants were put there tooBy a force that told me what to doEven thoughts of what I thinkWere placed upon my mental linkThe sadness is I thought its meAnd now there's facts that I can seeThe puppeteer did pull my stringsHe did not tell about those thingsBut when I danced around this worldI watched what happened and unfurledThat's how I learned that I was boundBy seeing what occurred each roundThe puppeteer still pulls the stringsBut now I'm free of all he bringsSo you may wonder "who am I"I only say there is no "my" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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