Don't Pull My Strings Version 2

Don't Pull My Strings Version 2

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Submitted: May 18, 2017

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 I have a little problem that parents love very much,

it arrived at surprise,
it was something that I touched.
My mother picked a pretty flower,
right when I was born,
the only thing she didn’t know was that it had a lot of thorns.
The thorns were magical indeed they were when I touched the pretty flower,
my world was a blur.
For now, I obey every order and command every scold,
every scream and I absolutely all demands.
I tried to tell some people but I don’t think they completely understand that whenever someone talks I obey their commands.
Then one day my mother said I needed to go to school
But almost all the students there were definitely cruel.
They told me I was different and that I don’t belong,
I walked home and cried all lonely long.
the next day they told me that I should go and die
but when I said no everyone stood in surprise.
I didn’t want to do something so brutal and absurd,
so I simply said no and that day I learned,
that if you simply do what everyone tells you to yes you will make then happy but what about you?
You’re your own priority more important than the rest
but never think you’re better than the best or in that case you will have absolutely no friends.
This is where my story ends about the obedient child
I hope we can talk again in some while.
 


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