Personal Narrative: Puppet

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Puppet

My past should be in my past
It should have all stopped two years ago
But it will never stop
It'll follow me until the day I die
Around every corner that I turn
And every step that I walk
It won't haunt me
But it will stay there
When I grow old it will still be there
Reminding me of my childhood
Of the times when I thought everything was okay
But it never was
I was never okay
How could I have been so blind
To not see what was in front of me everyday
I lived my childhood as a puppet
Being manipulated
Turning left when I wanted to go right
Say yes when all I wanted was to scream no
I was lied to
And fed lies
Everything should have been okay
But it never was
Everyone thought we lived a perfect life
But no one know the truth
You would think

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