Marionette

Marionette

Marionette

I am but a puppet--not at all like you.
Just pull on my strings, tell me what to do.
I'll move as you wish. I'll obey your command.
My eyes are sewn shut, my hand bound to hand.
I require no love, you have taught me so;
And if I feel hurt, I won't let you know.
I'll paint my face pretty, wear that dress you like,
And maybe you'll cut all my strings the next night.
Sometimes I wonder why I feel abused--
The other toys say I'm neglected and used.
But I'll remain loyal and forever true,
'Cause all I have left in this world... is you.