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Published: 2009-12-27 17:24:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 99; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 6
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December 27, 2009 - SundayI thought I led my own life.
I thought I decided for myself.
I thought I'd have the freedom to do what it is I wanted.
My world is a stage.
I have my great entrance,
and dismal end.
I dance like a fool
in the manipulator's hands,
while the silver and gold is shining.
I can't break free of this terrible torture
I'm bound by my own wits.
My arms hold my Courage.
My legs hold my strength.
My head holds the intelligence
that I could have greatly used.
But instead I'm bound by my own wits.
In the manipulator's hands I'm played like a fool
I fell for the very thing I tried to avoid.
I lost everything.
My life, is upon a stage
dancing like a marionette.
And these strings, in which I'm bound
were the last threads of hope I thought I had.