Published September 14, 2011
I am no damn puppet,
not a marionette,
to be pulled by the strings
of the creepy guy,
the puppetmaster.
He cannot tell me
what clothes to wear,
what things to say,
how to act...
I am no puppet.
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Excellent! this deserves a ' Like '.. you're right, guys won't tell us how to look, dress, or act. we're free to be ourselves, if they don't like it, they can just sit on it
this poem was incredible, but i think you could expand more, but this is your poem and if you dont know that its still amazing
Wow, very powerful here!
I can definitely feel the emotion here; your anger and frustration come clear.
My only suggestion would be (and this is only a suggestion, when it comes to poetry, who makes the rules?), if it were me, I might add some more in the second verse, or maybe just drop the space between the second verse and the last line. Good job, though. Very powerful.