Puppet On A String Poem by Daniel Wittfoth

Puppet On A String



Where do I go from here
paint on another smile, a happy face
Do the dance, stand tall
hope that time won't make me fall
Slip softly into the next day
before the world wakes up
and night dreams fade away

Another town in the middle of nowhere
never knowing what the next moment will hold
Is it any wonder no one truly see's
strumming this guitar
turning me into
a puppet on a string

I guess it's
one more night on this stage
Just one more song
before I walk away
One more day
away from your loving arms
Can't anyone see
what it's doing to me
puppet on a string

Do they know how much it hurts
to be away from the one I love
What I would give
to slip away
back into her embrace

I guess it's
one more night on this stage
Just one more song
before I walk away
One more day
away from your loving arms
Can't anyone see
what it's doing to me
puppet on a string...

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