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Poetry

Chains on my wings.. Fire in my heart.. Locks around my lungs.. Please.. Let me go.. (A/N: Everything here is by my thoughts and words...)

Puppet

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by Neulkim

by Neulkim

feeling numbed..

Like a puppet

Like a puppet, people keeps on pushing me here and there..

Like a puppet, the me that's being pulled back and forth like I dont have the liberty to hear my myself..

the self that always had been screaming, hoping to be heard

and what the things that I want and don't want to do..

like a puppet, the only thing that will make me find myself is to lie

to lie so I can find my smile..

to lie so I can fulfill my wishes..