Human Show

This story is torture

Long winded, and curved

With plot twists aplenty

Some I know I deserve

Maybe it's easier

To sit back and see

This whole long disaster

As a stage play, a tragedy

The playwright and actors

All look the same

None of them willing

To shoulder the blame

I see my self speaking

But I didn't write the lines

Just feel this compulsion

To speak in twisted rhymes

I crane my neck to the sky above

Nothing but cheap wood and paint

The person holding my strings

Just waves and makes me wait

The play, it just goes on and on

No one's ever allowed to leave

Not even the ones who set the stage

Not a single moment of reprieve

There isn't a day that goes by

Where I don't think of cutting the strings

Even if, a simple myth

Is all I hope it brings

For even if there is no end

That matches what I've heard

I'd like to see them try to fix

The severed wings of this caged bird