MARIONETTE

Someone's been pulling on my strings
While I obey and follow unconsciously
I wonder who is in control of my fate?

Do I really want this?
Do I have the right to hesitate?
To actually feel something?
To move on my own account?

I have decided - I break it.
I take a pair of scissors and cut
the strings; snip, snip, snip.
I am free.
Or am I, really?

Am I in control of my fate now?

Now that I think of it...
...it was much better when I was held captive.