I am aware of your stare, your eyes
What are you not satisfied?
Satisfied with the marionette in front of you?
The one who has been put back together over and over again with glue.
Kind folks, may I remind you
My strings snapped a long time ago,
So you may not control me to feed your ego.
I have been shattered and fixed
too many times to be played with
Just for kicks.
Puppeteers better keep on moving,
Like Pinocchio, I wanted to be treated
Like a real girl.
No star to wish upon, no fairy godmother with a wand to twirl.
I'm a real girl, and you should treat me as so,
As I said,
My strings snapped a long time ago.
