Strings

Are you Geppetto or the puppeteer?
Did you create me this crazy,
Or do you pull on the right strings?
Is there hope for my peace
Or am I doomed to need you forever?

If you had your way,
I would never run away.
You are on the other side of the world,
And yet I am still running.

I am running away
Into the arms of God,
Because I know, unlike you,
He won't pull on my strings too hard.