I wish God will be reminded today
That I am no wooden puppet
That can be taken out when needed
And be put back when the show is over
The strings serve as the noose
That clutches my throat
Strangling me to death
I am all flesh and blood
I can feel the gentleness of joy
I can feel the sharpness of pain
I sing with happiness
I cry with sorrow
I am no wooden puppet
I am a human struggling to live
Cut me and I bleed
Stab me and I die
Spare me Lord
I wish to be seen not found
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