The Lost Puppet

My maker made me with a determined plan in mind
And throughout the years, I was sculpted and modeled to fit that scheme
Because when I was finished, I had to be perfect to be part of the show
So great care was taken in my construction, nothing was missed.

I was built to be kind, to share, and to love
To be strong yet courteous to my female co-actors
I was to provide and protect so they would feel safe
These would be how I would define pride within myself

It took many years of lessons and teaching for me to learn my role
So when the show began, I would not falter nor stumble
But as the time drew near when I should begin to do my part
It seemed something had gone terribly wrong

Perhaps it was just my perception of things and with time, it would come clear
So I went onto the stage and began my part
I did as I had rehearsed and stuck to the lines as best I could
But it all fell apart and I couldn't understand why

It was as if the parts had been changed but nobody told me to switch
So I did what I could and hoped it would all turn out right in the end
But things just got worse until I became so frustrated I didn't know how to act
And I just sat there staring and wondering what to do next

I thought at first, everyone else was blowing their parts
But as the years went by, I began to see it was me
I had been made for a show that didn't exist
And was thrown into one I wasn't made for

I tried to fake my way through it all but it just wouldn't work
Confusion turned to frustration until I began to unravel
I looked around at the others doing their parts flawlessly
Yet I spun away like a top, out of control

So I sit and I wonder what happened to the show
The one I was built for, the one I should be in
And why was I placed in this one without warning
Perhaps, I was merely the comedy routine