i have been dropping names like bombs
and i have been losing all my self esteem
i need a smack into reality
i've been playing catch up on a backwards treadmill
close, but too tired to reach you

my rubber band legs
let me sit with you
only to pull me back
to real life

cut these strings,
for i am someone else's marionette
a pinnochio,
wanting to walk for my own
for you.