Puppetry

Today I feel grounded, I'm missing my wings Your hands feel so cool as they tie on my strings With such a precision, you make the decision Paramour's cage will become my prison Where are you now when I need you the most Fastening more strings to my little toes For you make me shiver and dance as you please Fold at the arms and bend at the knees Stimulate me so we're inches apart Your breath on my face, the pound of my heart Awkwardly prancing, I feel such a fool But common knowledge I'd do ANYTHING for you Instigate me so I shift and I bend How can you do this? We're meant to be friends You dont see the pleading in my wooden eyes To cut all these strings, allow me to fly Step down as the master, let me be human Your attitude conflicting my own acumen