Tue, 08/27/2013 - 19:23 -- Serina

You think you can control me.

You try and make me something I'm not.

Try and hide my true self
so I can act acceptable,
polite, perfect, like a puppet.

Don't pull on my strings.

I thought you wanted no strings attached.
Even if I didn't...

Go on then!

Because unlike what you believe
you don't own me,
I won't be controlled,
and I can live without YOU.


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