Strings
I know you're watching me
to see what I will do
trying to figure out
this time what made me blue
you may control the strings
pulling tightly at my heart
but you don't control my wings
as once more I depart
you gave me too much space
never enough of you
always an afterthought
like I didn't matter to you
if you think this was easy
baby, you've got it all wrong
this may be one of the hardest things
that I have ever done
you may control the strings
pulling tightly at my heart
but you don't control my mind
which is the stronger part
Copyright ©
Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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