It's been such a winding path for such a long time,
So much that has been said and sometimes all mime,
The words that should have been uttered, the meanings banned,
The hourglass so abruptly just ran out of sand...
So much for hoping for things to get better,
So the vocabulary and writing the letters,
So much for trying to pretend it's all part of a normal living ,
So much for yearning for the clouds and the rain they would bring.
All that was just a little game for you,
You were pulling the strings, watching me dance for you,
I may have seemed to you like a puppet made of plaster,
But you missed a point, You're not a puppet-MASTER!!
It feels good to break free of the chains and out of arrest,
Finally able to breathe air,without a stinging pain in the chest,
Finally I can see, smell,listen,taste and feel,
Life's suddenly a blossoming flower from a dried old peel!!
But I do have more pleasure, from a sadistic eye,
I know you say you are never reminded of me,i know you lie,
I know you snuggle up at night ,thinking all's dandy and fair,
But i know you have nightmares and I know I'm right in THERE!!
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