Puppets

Too Many Fingers To Have Strings

By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

Skirting the lines of happy

For a transitory thrill

Momentary insanity

With whatever fits the bill

Escaping to my dreams

For some peace and satisfaction

Where nothing is what it seems

And self-desires’ the main attraction

Living caught up in the moment

Doesn’t meet the status quo

Normals true opponent

Giving off a gentle glow

When lurking just below the surface

Lies my misdeeds and intent

Where everything is in its place

And the time we spends’ well spent

Misconceptions and illusions

The truth from someone else’s eyes

A stringless puppets mass confusion

That they insist that we live by

Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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