Controlled
I am controlled
They control me
Like a puppeteer
They pull the strings
Like a dog
They whistle
I come
I have no freedom
I have no choice
A slave in my own home
I want freedom
I can see it
But I can’t feel it
I dream of it
But it does not come
So I obey
Sad
Helpless
Alone
And controlled
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