Puppet tales

You will never know how I feel and never truly understand it. He is my puppet master. I am his puppet. No one understands me and why I am the way I am. They say I'm a victim but, it's far from it. Maybe he is my victim just as I am his if that makes sense.  These are random short stories scattered like my brain. I can't sort them out only he can and well..  I ain't the victim.  This ain't a cry out for help No I don't think this is b**m  *Chuckles*  Or maybe it is?  Maybe it's a game I love playing  Maybe this is my destiny  My purpose  I don't know I don't know  Ask him he knows  I just know   I'm his puppet He's my master In this twisted world  Fate joined us  Maybe I am crazy?  Maybe I should be locked up?  Drugged All I know is when I'm with him Oh I'm so complete I don't have to think Just do I don't have to run  Hide  Or feel  I  Don't know how to explain it I rather show  But life isn't all a movie  Mine feels so real