I Am A Puppet

I am but a puppet of mere life
Fingertips pull these fragile strings
Making me move to their touch
One by one I dance and I swing

No mind or thoughts of my own
To think and dream for myself
Just a small puppet of reality
Captured and all alone

Put away in a dusty box
To forever rest and lay there
Nothing to feel anywhere
Just pulled apart with silver locks

Someone please save me
I need to break free
From these locks that keep me
I beg of you please find a key