A Puppet without Strings
You are not my puppeteer
I have feelings, emotions
Thoughts
I can feel pain
I can speak on my own
I can love the people I chose to love
I am not bound by strings
I am not going to ask to become a "real boy" or girl or human being
I rather ask if I can be myself
But that's not a question for someone other than myself to answer
It's actually a rhetorical question
Directed to myself
Am I going to let myself continue being a doll?
A puppet?
A robot?
Will I finally demand my freedom?
Will I tell the people that I love that I want to do something more than just the expectations set for me?
Am I going to do something?
Just a millions questions floating in my head.
So many questions left unanswered
but
Hope
Hope will last.