Not in control.

I’m stuck on a waltzer, that’s whizzing around

I’m trapped in a lift, going up and down.

I’m strapped to a plane, out on the wings.

I’m an old fashioned puppet, with knotted strings.

I’m twirling around, like a toy spinning top,

I’m the first tear cried, that’s about to drop.

I’m harnessed in like a Bungee jumper.

I’m dented and bent like an old car bumper.

I’m the broken piece, repaired with glue,

I need to break free and start anew.

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