puppet i was the puppet you were the puppeteer pulling my strings ‘till i started to rip i just wanted to disappear you were the one who was in control i was nothing but weak terrified to take a stand not strong enough to speak forced to let your words define me no choice but to obey and even if i said the truth would anyone believe what i say? i tried to scream but they never went through my voice was muffled from your tape and i was about to accept my fate that i could never escape yet i fought and pulled to get my life back even when you pushed me down spreading lies and calling me names trying to leave me to drown but i was done admitting defeat this time you don’t get to win so i cut the strings that kept me with you and threw them in the bin you’re no longer in control i’m done being treated like a toy because in the end, you do not own me you are just a boy and healing may take loads of time i’m still stitching the parts you tore but now i get to live how i want to live i’m not your puppet anymore
authors note: for months, i would always let this person’s words define me. even when they said horrible things, i would always defend them in the end. my closest friend snapped me out of it a few days back, and i’m done letting them take control. thanks to God and my friends, i’m finally getting my life back, and i hope this inspires someone else to do the same <3
