Everyone says life is a game
and nobody’s is the same
“Look through the rain
There will be something to gain”
Like all games there are prizes to be won.
But to me, all I have are setbacks to outrun.
If what they say is true...
And this game sticks to us like glue...
Looks like in order for it to end
I need someone to lend
A helping hand to me…
But you see...
In this game of life,
Even with their necks to my knife,
I still cannot win
And as they all grin
I'll realize if this is a real GAME…
There is always one that takes the blame
For LYING
and STEALING
The one that takes the blame
Is all me.
~•~
I like poems… just not good at them… at all.
