The Puppet Woman

I feel alone and so afraid.
Nobody to hold my hand.

I need to travel life's path,
all alone.

Make my own choices,
my own decisions,
my own path.

What if I make the wrong turn?

You always know how to choose,
how to decide,
how to make my path.

But then, that is really not my path.
It is yours.

Then who am I?
Somebody with no choices or decisions or path of their own.

A human puppet,
a female Pinnochio,
who dangles from your strings.

I want to be a real woman.
One with my own mind,
make my own decisions,
my own choices,
my own path.

I'll take the chance that I might make the wrong turn,
go down the wrong path.

But at least it is mine.

And maybe, I might make the right turn.
And look what I will have found.

A spectrum of decisions,
a spectrum of choices,
a new path.

All to call my own.

And maybe I will not be alone and so afraid.