Victim
I'm a victim of my circumstances....
Like a puppet that to its master dances...
I am a slave to the situation...
Who only imitates with precision....
Before you think I am rude & bad...
Crazy,aggressive or even mad....
Let me tell the real story of mine...
I am a pawn to Fate & Time....!
I am helpless like that tender leaf...
That blows with the Wind's sweep...
I am that paper boat in water....
I am not my own for that matter....
I do what I'm destined to do...
Twisted,turned & trampled too....!
My senses are fastened to that spirit....
& my soul is also tightly knit....
My actions follow that authority...
That controls my moves with ingenuity...
I am a victim of my circumstances....
Not having a say on the occurrences....
I am a slave to the situation....
In a nut shell, I am no one....!
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