Your Voodoo Doll

I am your little voodoo doll your little effigy, I am what you hate the most, your number one enemy You made a model of me so that you could inflict pain at any time, and what did I do to deserve this punishment? What was my crime? Is this your way of expressing your anger that you feel burning inside against me? Tell me why did you make me your poppet? Can’t you just let me be? Oh, you casted this spell on me and I must live with this dreaded curse, I don’t know how to feel, you’re the one pulling the strings and that makes this so much worse I trusted you with my heart and soul and you completely baffled me, you were evil from the start, but I just couldn’t see You keep pushing and pulling these pins in and out, out and in, like this is all a game to you Are you that cruel? Or just bored? With nothing better to do Whenever I enter your mind I know because I feel the stick of the pin, and oh how clever you are, you think that you’re going to win I’ll know when you’re done with this game and when you’ve moved on to your next victim to play, because I’ll be left lying useless like a ragdoll with nothing to say I will be left with the ugly scars, the reminders of when you chose me, to be the unwilling pawn in this game that you have crafted so carefully I wanted to be something to you but not what you made me to be, I wanted to be the good in you, not the cruel and witty Why am I your enemy? Is it because I loved you too much? Or did I say something that offended you? Please tell me why you chose me to be your voodoo doll, go ahead end it all, and just push the pin all the way through.