The play has been badly cast
But it was indeed not the last
I was merely a puppet
In the hands of a turret.

The stage wasn't empty
Life has become like Humpty Dumpty
His fall was great
But mine was too late.

The crowd laughed at me with glee
I dared not ask for a plea
I was only an actor
Directed by the Director.

The strings were very strong
Which were playing ping-pong
I did a simple mistake
That made the bonds go fake.

The puppet lost its soul
It was now like a basket with a hole
The tears came pouring down
Who could weep for a clown?

Its not always you win
You lose yourself to your kith and kin
It is they who really care
No one else has time to spare......

Alok Agarwal

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autobiography-of-puppet/