Just puppets to something bigger
Placed in a ball
Having fun watching us
Hurt, pain, love, work, struggle
Are we in a game
Someone decides our every move
His strings moving us to his fantasies
With no consideration to our feelings
His self with satisfaction at our expense
Did our creator not consider
Consider the toil it takes on us
Consider that we ache
Did he not think to omit the emotions
Do we pray to the one who plays us
The one who kicks us
The one who gives us sorrow
Are we all fools
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