HushBlossom

I don't want to be your puppet anymore Handling your lies and games Sweeping up the messes you make Taking up all the blame Or healing your wounds when you're broken I'd rather see you down on the ground Have you helped me when I was helpless? Did you pick me up from the floor? But who would help a puppet? A puppet is meant to be hurt Or taken away; never to be seen At least that's what you told me So I don't want to be your puppet anymore I hope you're happy on your own Besides, what puppet needs a king? A can conquer my own throne