Memoirs of a puppet lol:


I watched myself do it.
I didn't want to do it,
even though I saw it coming.
I tried really hard to change it,
I really did.
but it happened anyways.
It broke my heart.

I would give anything to go back and change it.
To fix it, to make it better.
It's like someone else is pulling these strings.
Someone different than me,
evil in a way.
sitting there with a sadistic smile, almost laughing
at the pain they put me through.
I often wonder, is it a man or a woman?
maybe even a demon.
Do demons even have a gender?