More Poems

on Friday, April 17, 2009
Hey Bloggie,

I've been creating poems lately.

I hate the strings and the wooden plank
Please..
Detach them
I don't want to be controlled
I hate being controlled

The dolls are laughing at me
Giggling with that stupid smile on their faces
Neither the strings nor the wooden plank
are there to make them shut
or guide what they're suppose to do

I'm here as feeble as a baby
So weak
Alive only when the wooden plank and the strings got to work
They make me jump, walk, hop, cry, laugh
dig my arse, dig my nose, hit the wall, fly me around till I puke
turn me round and round, kiss one of the stupid dolls.

I hate being controlled
Moreover by a dumb kid
Oh fairy, Grant me this only wish
"I wanna be free"
I hate being a puppet!

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