I think I could be crazy,
I just might be insane,
I don’t exactly know why,
But now,
Life’s a game.
I make all the rules
But still I never win,
Though I take the heavy losses
With a smile,
With a grin:
I can see the pieces falling,
The deck is shuffled once again,
The other players all are stalling; everyone wants to win.
In boardgames, though,
A winner can only be one;
And that takes away all the smiles,
All the laughs,
All the fun.
Some people fall to cheating,
Or resort to plain dumb luck,
Though no matter what they’re feeding
Their desire to come out on top.
Because once you win you imagine
That now you just can’t loose,
And you hardly ever realize
That it’s not your decision;
You simply can’t choose
How the dice rolls,
Or the cards that you’re dealt,
Not the the way you live,
Not the things you’ve felt.
So we spend existance in shadow
Hoping for a lucky break
And whenever we don’t get one
We pretend not to shatter,
Become fake.
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….. So yeah.
That was that.
I have better things written on my walls though. :/
6 comments
thx that helped >3
@inf1n1
Glad that it did (though I can’t imagine how).
You’re quite a talented writer, I’m impressed. Keep it up!
@khajiit
Why thank you.
My writing is one of the few things I’ll admit I’m proud of.
Wow, and you’re only 14? Quite a talent you are blessed to have. ^_^ I’m reading some of your prior posts, they are brilliant.
started reading this and HADDD to read it out loud, it has an amazing rhythm