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The Puppet's Embrace
Understand that I
Can’t live with this anymore
I can’t see with this rose-tinted world you’ve given me
I’m smashing those glasses on the floor
Cutting your ropes
Thrilled as they break
Exposing how the world really is
In its harsh, stark, beauty
Thriving on violence
And I’ve strung myself into this web.
My eyes blink, now comprehending
Banishing my na�vet� and trying to form something new
The sting of my new world’s kiss I still feel
Burning its mark into my soul
Let us see how this world goes by
As in fast-forward, as in routine
Is this all a stage?
We gasp, we yawn, we sob and we grin
Are we all merely spectators? Puppets?
I’ve spun and run
I know this place like the back of my hand
This austere realization I’ve embraced as my own.
I gasp, yawn, sob and grin
Because this is the world
And I’ve just learnt that
This is how it will always be
That we could go to depths unheard of
But it would be forever fruitless, unimpressive
This place will never change.
And happily I sit
For once, I don’t mind the world passing me by
Throw me aside and let me watch the show.
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