Apr 30, 2005 13:04
come inside and i will show you
just exsactly what you make me
i am your clay or putty
mold me how you see fit
and dont let up until
you have finished it
break me up
and tell me stories
of
emotion and of
love
they're all lies
i know for sure
but how beautiful
you make them all seem
angry must not have been
something you put in me
because i never
can just hate you
i can never say
fuck you
or fuck yourself
or fuck off..
im always slave to you
and i seem so
content to it
because i am
because you tell me
thats how i must feel
i am not real
im just your puppet
in your play
whens intermission
i need water
i need something
someone call a doctor
someone get help quick
the puppet's spitting up blood
the puppets snapped its strings
i can only love you
because that
is what i am
told...