i've never seen you spill so much.
you took my problems and spit them out.
you put me down in ink.

every flaw was defined
and now the tears show for my lack of self
i'm not getting any better

when i stop to listen to my breathing
i realize there's no sound
since they did it for me
and now they're gone.

who am i?
i'm a puppet to the people
and you were the only one who ever tried
to cut the ropes and let me dance alone.