Breaking these strings

Why is it every time I have something to say or even do?
It’s just wrong?
Like I’ve found a new
But then something goes wrong
Nobody can trust something that I’ve found
How the hell can I be me?
When I’m attached to this string
Every time you pull
I follow the orders
Everything I do for you
Just seems to go even more wrong
What more do I have to do?
Cut my wrist with this razor blade and bleed to death?
There are points in my life
Where I wish I were dead
Brayed in the deep ground below
In your eyes
I’m just a puppet
But in other eyes
I’m a person that puts up with much and cares a lot
To you that’s nothing it just weakness
I understand what your doing
But does this mean I have to go through hell for it?
Under this glisten blanket is where I hide
Full of nothing but dirty lies
My head aches from the untruthful things
So here it is
I’m just me and I’m breaking these strings

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