head raised with an eerie gleam

negative vibes like sound waves

passing through a continuous stream

of hate

I’m a happy person

but I’m in forced labor

I’m a happy person

just saving my smile for the saviour

smile at my puppeteer

smile through my teeth

only a smile gets to her

it makes smiling an easier feat

she holds the strings to me

that’s how she makes me follow

she knows how to move my feet

and stop when my heart says go

my puppeteer, with her magnetic pull

my puppeteer, i follow her.