Marionette

Just a little closer, I'm almost there,

But something bad happens then I fall into despair.

Yesterday becomes dead as the contents of my father's grave,

For no one knows how to live properly or save.

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There are times I feel like I'm better off dead

Because being alive fills me with so much dread.

Happiness is emptied out of my shell,

I put on a smile so no one can tell.

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My heart feels heavy as the shovel on life's hands,

Sad things happen and no one really understands.

Life becoming perfect is like breeding flying pogs

Or unknowingly a grave made of for the one who digs.

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Caring only hurts as it burns and stings

So I've become a marionette pulled by so many strings.

But God keeps cutting those lies attached to me,

I was just too busy looking down to look up and see.

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Copyright Star Ashley Cruz

Sept. 30 2017