Thursday, June 14, 2012


People say it's a game I play...
but do I play it well?
How is it a game if I don't even know the rules?
Or are there even rules to follow, to break?

Am I master and creator of this game?
How is that even possible when others,
oh, others play the game
even better than I.

I just hide losing better.

This stupid game
That makes white knights fall off their horses,
And virtuous women spread their legs...
Nothing but a cruel game? Or more?

Leave the game to those who want to play,
Who juggle knives, hoping to pierce
Another one's heart
Just to spare their own.

I'm not playing a game - I'm lost,
disoriented in the dark,
Trying to find my way out...
And getting shoved back on the field.

I don't know how to juggle.
I don't even know the rules.
I don't know how to play...
But apparently, I'm already a pro.

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