Puppet Master

Control is just an illusion
You should have kept what you had
Your love had no delusions
In the end it all turned out bad

You’re a puppet master of sorts
You like to control everyone’s strings
Begging them to let you support
Tying their strings to your silver rings

You tried to be in charge of everything
It is the only way you know
Really you can’t handle anything
The strings you just let go

Your puppets all fell to the ground
The thud was heard from afar
You suddenly became homeward bound
Your car door still left ajar

You couldn’t control those who loved you
As firm as you held as hard as you tried
You couldn’t handle not knowing what to do
In the end you just felt your hands were tied

With all your efforts to manage them all
With all your expectations lost
You found your own strings begin to fall
Your sanity was all it cost


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2010 Summer Reading List

Sookie Stackhouse, the complete stories A touch of Dead
Finger Prints & Facelifts
His First Wife, Gracce Octavia
The promise of happiness, Justin Cratwright
Silk & Shadows
The Honey Thief
The marriage
Ya ya Sisterhood book # 3
The Other Boleyn Girl
Wishful Drinking, Carrie Fisher
3 book flower series by Nora Roberts
The Kept woman
Twlight book # 4
twlight book #3

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