Puppet (longer version)

I'm the living puppet,
people treat me like a doll.
My heart is not real,
but yet I can feel.

Every night I sit and cry,
I feel the pain in my phantom heart.
I know my heart is not real,
but yet pain is what I feel.

I'm the living puppet,
I never had a name.
Don't feel bad,
I'm just a puppet anyway.

I used to have a friend,
that played with me every day.
But he broke my strings,
and i haven't seen him since that day.

I'm the living puppet,
my soul is all I have.
I wish I was normal,
just a puppet with no feelings at all.

A puppets life is so dull,
to be left alone like a normal toy.
I wish master could come back home,
so this puppets phantom heart would be filled with joy.

I'm the living puppet,
I only had one friend.
Wish he comes back one day,
and fix my broken strings.

I was blessed with a soul,
but that soul is all I have.
No one comes around anymore,
so a lonely puppet I am.

I'm the living puppet,
and a puppet I will always be.
Wish death comes one day,
and take this lonely soul away.