Have you ever felt like a Marionette?
Strings attached, making you say this and do that?
Throughout my life, I often felt, I am not much more than a puppet, with something pulling at my strings.
Often I wondered who was I? Who would I have been, if not for the strings?
Is this what I want? Or something someone else wanted of me?
Parents, Spouse, Children, Friends, Co-workers, Strangers... It didn't matter who pulled the strings, just that I don't know who I am without them.
Like Pinocchio wanting so to be a real boy, I want to know how to be me.
