Saturday, September 13, 2008
Labels: bleeding, controlled, puppets
tied with strings, suspended in midair. smiling for the audience. why should I smile, when i'm only forced to do so?smiling on the outside.and yet i have inside a shattered broken heart.keep me in your reach, catch me when i collapse. be there when i wake up in the hospital.keep me alive.this puppet will bleed, for i just want you to let go...but these strings are wounding me, i can't take anymore.once i die i won't be smiling anymore.at least i know there's a possibility i can be free.with these wrists that bleed from the ropes that held me fast; that bind me---i will show that i can be free.i will cut these ropes someday.i will make you let go.by then my heart would have left me, a bleeding, useless heap.by then you'll have to save me, to bring back the hurt so I can retrieve my heart. so i can love again.love the feeling of being free, and not hope for more.i will be dreaming, imagining that day.i will be perfecting my plan, fixing every flaw. it will be perfect for me, only for me, since nothing can be perfect.nothing can be perfect, since perfection is in the seer.i will be broken till then.i will be bleeding till then.i continue to live, like a soulless body.i will keep it all in though, to show that i can take it.i hope to love, care, smile...i want to be loved, be cared for, be a person worthy for smiles...until then, i'll be tied with strings, suspended in midair...simply, just simply...(t$hough in a fake way)... smiling for the...audience.
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