puppet show
looking for love or lexapro

I’m a puppet piloted by toxicity,
Each aspect of me defined
By things from which I flee,
Coping poorly with this life.
Just tell me what to do, I’ll abide.
Give me direction, gift me sight.
Tame the beast, make me less wild,
Keep it up and I might feel alright.
I have ten unfinished projects,
My mind a devastating storm,
Trying to work past the complex
That I didn’t deserve to be born.
Sorry, I’m lost in dead energy,
Someday I’ll escape memory.
Still, you’re only an accessory.
Love is rudimentary treachery.
Lost in a foolish song,
Delicate melody plays.
Wish we weren’t wrong,
Love is just a phase,
Life is just a game,
I wish I never played.
Memories are like magnets,
Both the bad and good ones.
We are just futile fragments,
Repelled & attracted by our sum.
We were thread and needle,
You were guiding and divine,
Pull too hard, thread breaks,
But I swear I’ll be fine.
I swear I’ll be fine
Every time.
About the Creator
nathaney
I'm an optimistic nihilist comforted by collectivism, in a world worshipping rugged individualism.
I have no idea what I'm doing here,
or in general.

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