Strings

Strings

The strings aren’t always visible.
They are there though always.
Someone has control of them.
Someone is pulling them.
Is it you that is in control?
Do you hold your own strings?
Or have you lost them.
Now somebody else controls them.
Do they pull at your heart?
Lead you their way?
How does it feel to be played?
They are your master.
The puppet master to your very heart.
You know it but can’t control it.
Not now as they have the strings.
They decide how far you can fall.
They decide when and how to pull.
Your strings are in their control.
Your heart is not of your control.
How does that feel?
Cause I know you know.
The puppet master pulls your strings.
Pulls them to his hearts content!!