Marionette
like a puppett
without a head;
just a mime
that can't say
what's on my mind,
because all I am
is YOUR puppett
rewriting your story
in the present
with my time
in my life
I was blind
and disguised
spoon fed the best
taste of lies
now I lie
in my bed
and try to decide;
What's going on in my head
I've blindfolded my minds-eye
listening to my thoughts,
am I better off
dead or alive?
Investing my life and
the last thing I bought
was a patent to copywrite
all I ever thought.
p.s. I'll be alright
this is what I do to fall asleep at night.