Marionette

Enough is enough

I no longer want to dance

Bruises are all over my body

My frail shoulders strand my head

packed with your brilliant ideas

This isn’t my stage

You see my passionless face, don’t you?

I don’t deserve applause

My wish, my only wish

Will you buy me robust shoes, please?

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