Slender strings strung tight, You shamble forward, One forced step at a time Free will, freedom, dreams, All a hopeless ideal, The strings control Your every move
Tag: Control
Two Halves
In the depths of my soul, There are two separate halves, Forcibly colliding and blending Into a jumbled, crumbling mess
Simple Acts of Kindness
Simple acts of kindness, What we must do to fight this
Introverted Creativity 