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Stuck in a game

Poetry By: Ghonesis

I guess more people feel the way I do:

Submitted:Nov 29, 2011    Reads: 13    Comments: 6    Likes: 2   

It's all part of the game.

There's a whole lot of pain,

And there's not much to gain.


I guess they're not aware,

Even if we stare,

That it isn't fair,

(but they probably don't care)


We've lost all our pride,

We have nowhere to hide,

We fought a lost fight,

And now we're dying inside.


I guess there's something we omit.

For we must learn to enjoy it,

And see things the way we see fit,

Trust little and rely on own wit.


But we don't want to lie

to ourself, or cry,

We're just a guy,

That don't want their heart to die.


And we never feel bliss,

Falling down this bottomless abyss,

This feeling we cannot dismiss,

What idiot started this?


There's nothing to gain,

And there's too much pain,

All our lives were in vain,

Things will never be the same.


Left to die in the cold rain,

We are barely still sane,

All these rules are so lame,

I guess life is just a game.


No going back the way we came.


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