Puppet

Be my puppet; Be my clerk Shed your pride, and be my guard Agree with my choices Be my hand, be my rod Tell does lies; tell my truth When I want to be two Be my dull, Keep my law be my sugar, heal my wound All that is… will be good Don't be dumb; don't be fooled That's how men make the stars Be not weak be not sober Make a stand, make a query, Make a sound, make the noise, Make them feel, their fall is near They'll call you stubborn and silly Don't be the pawn in their chess. Be all there is, but be not deceived. Be not the one called to deceit If they persist and force your defeat Thrive like a gift that fight for the weak