And what has these long year given me,
what have I earned when I spilled-
spilled my tears for times, and my blood for some-else.
A curse that’s followed on for centuries.
wrapping around - an Ophidian of chains.
A hold growing tighter, every moment the eye blinks,
cutting off and trapping a part so insignificant.
Insignificant- in their eyes,
and yet, a beauty in the ones who lost,
as they guard it for a while,
......
Aren't I just a puppet?
Rotting on your stagnant string,
I'll say that it's all love,
Even when you make me bleed.
And aren't I just your puppet?
Snapping my bones to fit your production,
I'll say that I don't mind it,
Through my retching and disgust.
......
My injured heart can't take yr words
They are weaken it and continue to do so
Yr words echoes the cancer
That damages my soul
As I stand silently taking in
Who gave you the right to put me down
What thoughts across yr mind
That causes you do that
Making me cry
I don't care if you are better than me
......
This broken brain of mine projects
a six-foot, shadowed silhouette
of a puppet, strung-out and plucked
by someone who looks and sounds
exactly how I may too often seem.
The void inside me quickly over-swells,
and strange skin transforms to spread
while I am left alone to wither.
Shapeless and hollow, that pit,
......
I love you big
I built a whole world for you
I chose people
made them audition just to
be in your life
I paved paths and roads so you’d
know exactly where to go
So you’d come home everyday
To me
So you would like the same people
......
And what has these long year given me,
what have I earned when I spilled-
spilled my tears for times, and my blood for some-else.
A curse that’s followed on for centuries.
wrapping around - an Ophidian of chains.
A hold growing tighter, every moment the eye blinks,
cutting off and trapping a part so insignificant.
Insignificant- in their eyes,
and yet, a beauty in the ones who lost,
as they guard it for a while,
......
My injured heart can't take yr words
They are weaken it and continue to do so
Yr words echoes the cancer
That damages my soul
As I stand silently taking in
Who gave you the right to put me down
What thoughts across yr mind
That causes you do that
Making me cry
I don't care if you are better than me
......
I love you big
I built a whole world for you
I chose people
made them audition just to
be in your life
I paved paths and roads so you’d
know exactly where to go
So you’d come home everyday
To me
So you would like the same people
......
Aren't I just a puppet?
Rotting on your stagnant string,
I'll say that it's all love,
Even when you make me bleed.
And aren't I just your puppet?
Snapping my bones to fit your production,
I'll say that I don't mind it,
Through my retching and disgust.
......
This broken brain of mine projects
a six-foot, shadowed silhouette
of a puppet, strung-out and plucked
by someone who looks and sounds
exactly how I may too often seem.
The void inside me quickly over-swells,
and strange skin transforms to spread
while I am left alone to wither.
Shapeless and hollow, that pit,
......