When does The Game end?
Did it ever really begin?
There are too many rules to follow
But where is the rule book?
I never know
Which side is winning
Or for which one
I am supposed to cheer
If this is entertainment
I dread the thought of boredom
If you win, if you can win
What do you win?
Destruction, pain
Loss, or gain
Did I really want to play
This puzzling game?
I look towards the scoreboard
But all I truly see
Are pointless points
In a pointless game
Never shifting
It stays the same
Back and forth
Back and forth
I'm mesmerized by the flow
But yet repulsed
As repulsed as one can be
When they are
The Creator