Puppet (Under Revision)
Poppet or Puppet? She is puppet, pulled by strings. Strings of the heart, but where do they start? Where do they lead, where do they end? How does she bleed, how does she bend? Yes sir, no sir, this sir, that sir. Dances and ball gowns, masquerades and fake masks. She is Puppet, not Poppet, Poppet is gone. Poppet is dead, Puppet is alive. Mirrors and chains, scissors and pains. Pains of the heart, pains of the mind. Where do they lead, where do they end?