Strings

Strings hold us together
They rip, they tear.
Sometimes we need them
Sometimes we fear them.

Strings tie us together
They fray, they burn.
Sometimes they connect,
Sometimes they control.

Are you the puppet master
Or the puppet?
Are you tied to someone's strings
Or caught somewhere in between?

Can you master destiny
In a world that forces association?

No
No
No
No

Strings force us together
They catch, they hold.
Sometimes I accept,
Sometimes I deny.

Strings tie us together,
They give, they take.
Always I obey,
Always I obey

Yes
Yes
Yes
No-