Yours Truly, Me.

Stories

Waltzing through my life like it's a game of Chess,

Only difference is that's here I just can't be the best.

Strategizing step-by-step, thinking through every move,

Only problem is I've got no choices, and so I'm bound to lose.

We act like we decide our fates, as if we have a say,

We act like we go and motorize each and every day,

Through every instant of every hour, there are lessons to be learned,

And sometimes it's best to take a look at how our lives have turned.

Some play out like broken records, some are fairy tales,

Some are filled with laughter while the rest are filled with wails.

When we look from far away, the way it goes seems right,

But the way we see things in the moment is the reason why we write.

Injustices and crazy talk, they're common throughout the world,

But it's weird how while we're stopping them, our morals end up curled.