I'm a puppet on a string
And you pulling at it making me sing
Making me do
As you want me too
Until you see
I can't fulfil the deed
So I'm trash to you
But what more can I do.
YOU ARE READING
The Truth
PoetryThis is a collect of my poems I know that originally it also had ones that I liked, but I deleted them to make it my own. Potential trigger warning Cover drawn by me. So don't judge, I know it's bad. *completed* 1st poem book "The Truth" 2nd poem b...
