I feel the incessant tugging to act
with no accord of my own.
Thinking every move I make is from
sheer will but it’s not.
Like a doll, I feel my master forcing
my limbs to move.
Even now I do not believe that my own
thoughts are my own.
If I’m a puppet, am I real?
Is this reality or am I walking the floors
of a dollhouse?
I can’t tell anymore.
-by Grim Angel
Image: by Hugobarjot