You have to pull the strings.
You always do,
Because you're the mastermind
Who's always ahead of everyone.
They will never bring you down,
Not even with a gun,
For you always have a plan,
Even when you don't.
But deep down, you know
That someday your house of cards,
It will crumble, so fragile,
Hidden behind a veneer of coldness.
Justice shall be served one day,
And no one will be there to help,
Because everyone knows your sins,
And that includes yourself.