puppet
Life is a quiet slaughter
In every moment
I kill myself
Sometimes, I kill extra desires
Like the wind cuts off the wings of a crow
Leaving behind feathers
Falling into the lake of my heart
Without a single ripple
Sometimes, I kill my happiness
Dedicated to my family with loyalty
Like taking out my heart with blood
Playing the part of myself that is not me
Am I acting?
Looking at everything in life like a puppet
Life wraps me up, but I have nothing
Until it rains, I finally have a tear from the clouds
But this tear
Will make the wood rot
Let a puppet go from having nothing to losing everything
In a way it makes me sad but it's true, very true and you chose the right words to express yourself.
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