Marionettes

They call us marionettes
With false lives, with false smiles.
Our limbs all hung on a string.
Our heads turn. Our eyes grin.

Our movements based on a word,
They're not mine, they're not hers.
We say, we sing, and we dance
Promises of false romance.

Lives that aren't our own;
Owned by those who hold our ropes.
They move us with mastery:
Make us dream, make us see.

A life I cannot live,
Lack of truth, loss of hope.
Wishing to be free
Break these strings, let me be.

A blade, a person must have;
Cutting past controlling hands.
Someone who is true,
Knows what's real, sees the truth.

Are you a marionette?
Set me free. Set me free.