Life

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Life is the game.

A lie, the truth, a dare, the trust and strength.

It's what keeps us going with how much pain it cause is.

How much stress is put on your shoulders everyday.

How much drama is put into play.

How much emotions are played with.

But by the end of the day you sit there upset

Mad, grateful that the day is over

And you can cry yourself to sleep.

You wish to cute yourself

But can't bring yourself to do it.

You let yourself hurt by balling up your emotions inside.

You walk around with a fake smile on your face

No one care and just thinks nothing is wrong

You sit alone or in a group but you don't

Talk to no one or you just talk very little

Life is the game.

A lie, the truth, a dare, the trust and strength.

It's what keeps us going with how much pain it cause is.

How much stress is put on your shoulders everyday.

How much drama is put into play.

How much emotions are played with.

But by the end of the day you sit there upset

Mad, grateful that the day is over

And you can cry yourself to sleep.

When the pain comes you just sit

In your room letting it hurt you

From the inside out.

Your scared to let people in for

They may just hurt you.

So you stay in the shadows

Or just play a roll to make

Everything look fine when really its not.

Life is the game.

A lie, the truth, a dare, the trust and strength.

It's what keeps us going with how much pain it cause is.

How much stress is put on your shoulders everyday.

How much drama is put into play.

How much emotions are played with.

But by the end of the day you sit there upset

Mad, grateful that the day is over

And you can cry yourself to sleep.

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