I use to feel like a little doll, a puppet
Everyones little marionette doll.
My body paralyzed, I have no control
No control at all of who I am, or what I am.
You snap your fingers and tell me to dance,
I snap my body and do as you wish.
You are my puppet and I am you slave.
Controlled by them, my puppet masters.
Don’t know what to do, I am lost.
the things I do for you, my master.
I have been controlled for my whole life,
alone and lost of who I am, but I see…
All I see is a puppet, a sad lonely puppet.
My shackles are tied around my body,
I hear them chime as they hit each other.
A slave, that is what I am, to man kind.

But then I hear a voice from the shadows.
A voice that tells me something.
“You are who you wish to be, not what other see you as.
No matter what others think, you are you.
Don’t listen to them,  Listen to your heart”
My eyes are widen and I feel a warmth.
And it finally happens….

Right here, Right now
This is my time, my absolute chance.
I belong to no one, I am my own person.
The strings are coming loose.
My chains are unlocked, finally.
This is me, myself not no one else.
My eyes are opened and I see myself.
I am not a child, I am a young woman.
No one here to tie me to them and control me.
I am no ones marionette girl. I am me.
NO MORE!! NO more will I change.
I shall not change my looks for you,
I shall not change who I am to please you.
This is who I am, not what you want me to be.
These chains have become unbroken,
the bond is shattered and I am free.
No longer am I a slave to you.
No longer will I live in fear of you.
My soul and body belongs to me,
There will be no one else who will change me.
My mind, my body, my life
I am no ones little marionette doll.