The Game by L.S.

All this bullshit, all these lies

They’re really not fly

And just make me want to sigh

When I try

Nothing ever happens.                                        

Why?

 

It’s almost as if giving way

And just letting it fade away                        

Is the only way                                     

 

It’s really not a good idea

But I just can’t help

From wondering what if

What if I took the chance.

 

The devel known

Always is easier to condone –

Then the devil not yet known              

 

And yet,

The grass is always said to be greener

Where the unknown is.

 

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