Marionette

I am not anymore controlled by your manipulative strings. Freeing myself from you; my dictator who imprisoned me for a year. You can’t put me on stage and do the most unwanted things. I can’t be bent by your power; for I have nothing to fear. Your theatrical works deftly let me lose control. I will not portray the character that once you used to own. A chance to take my life back; I’m taking my soul and you have no choice but to leave me alone. The hand-carved doll finally tastes his liberty for good. Perhaps we can end it in a contract and close; But I should have shut it down long ago when I could. This time I play no more roles and I will repose. No one else can tie their barbed thread on my body. I control my life and I will not allow somebody.