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Author: TheCryingGame
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst/General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 05-18-05 - Updated: 05-18-05 - id:1916658

The game of life has taken me by surprise

Led me through a never ending maze

Shoved a mask into my hands

“Put this on, it’s your disguise.”

Yes it is – Just one of many ways

For me to hide; for me to slide,

Just slip through the system

Failure has looked me in the eyes

Laughed and claimed me as its victim.

I could shed another tear,

I just may – you never know

But we can be sure that in a year

I’ll still have nothing to show you,

Nothing to prove my worth

How am I supposed to continue?

My birth was just another mistake

I’m just that appetizer on the menu

Pick at me until I’m gone

I’m just the icing on your cake.

Not really needed; just an extra

A guilty pleasure – if you will

I thought that my purpose in life was to help others

But I found out I’m just a people pill.

Why do I bother?

I’m their temporary solution

Nothing really gets fixed

I just cause more pollution.

Knowing these facts – why do I stay?

I lack the comfort I once had

As well as that which I gave

I’ll keep carrying my burdens

Take them to my grave.

I must find my purpose

Find out why I live

I know that I’m here for a reason

Was happiness what I’m supposed to give?

If it is, I love my job -

There’s nothing like making one smile

But I’m about to get fired –

‘cause I haven’t done that in quite a while.

This is the game of life –

I’ve got to pick a strategy – fast!

‘cause I’m falling behind and only

the toughest will last.



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