Puppet Master

force your skeletons into the closet
but keep your demons close in tow
aspects of your life which are better not shared
scare away people you don't know

blame your condition on your past
all you puppets look alike
refusal of responsibility held close
your master pulls a string and has you strike

try and stutter away your blame
point the finger at everyone else
but you cannot look them in the eye
you know you should be pointing at yourself

hurtful words inspire a brick wall
friends become mortal enemies
you can't see the person you knew anymore
brick walls are curses and remedies

you forgot when you shoved the doubt between
that other negativity would grow
honey, it's time to fake that smile
the master wants to put on a show