For a second, a brief moment in time. You held my heart, and controlled my life
But control of another unless freely given, is not love- is not a blessing
You made the rules I felt I could not break – left me feeling rage and hate
Never fear, for I was too strong . . .
You wanted a puppet, a doll, you wanted . . . someone
Someone you could manipulate, Someone who would not hesitate
to do every little thing you demanded,
I learned to late you were heavy handed.
I’ve broken the strings, I am claiming me
You stupid boy, I’m not a puppet
and you are no Master.