Control us.
Pull these strings that we've attached.
Command us.
Make us walk forward,
And make us come back.
We're self-titled puppets.
Give us words to speak.
Pull that string to move our arms,
And pull that one
To move our feet.
Under control
Of what you want us to be.
Under a spell.
We like this bondage.
We call this free.
We're self-titled puppets.
We like it this way.
We're scared to move on our own.
Afraid to choose.
Afraid of mistakes.
We're afraid of mistakes.
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Submission Name: Self-titled Puppets
