Another day, another poem:-)
Well, here's the 11th poem! Wow, that's a lot of poetry I've written. Heh, I love writing poetry! Even though it sucks sometimes, but it's still fun!
Yes, the last poem was Suzy's POV! She's kinda weird sometimes... y'know? hehe... now, on with this poem! Lets see who can guess it!
My Puppet
In this world
I've found what I need
I listened to her say "no"
But I used my greed
There was nowhere for her to go
But I made her follow me
And do my biddings
So that way I
Can win the battle
I do not need to lie
For my powers took over her mind
Now she's my little puppet
Her soul is released
And she no longer cares
I watch her dance near fire
The sparks going up in a flare
The emptiness in her eyes
Makes me want to be the heir
To the king even more
For I see that the blankness
In her eyes,
Means she'll do whatever I say
She'll lead me to victory
And I'll do what I please
The happy soul of hers
Is what I did seize
I turned it upside down
And released her happy heart
Now the girl feels nothing
She acts like a sour tart
Nobody can stop me
Not even the girl's friend
I took away her will
And then it means something
When the girl was willing to kill
It only makes me happier
To see she'll do what I say
Her mind will never be sappier
Then how it once was
For I have taken control
And now she's my little puppet