Game
Life is a game you have to play, every chapter every episode is a Tiring play. Made of illusion, pain and sorrow. Made of everything that you can't swallow. Things should change but it's too late, nothing can make me feel the same. As I was before the play- no one could take that away. Things happen, people change, hurting everyone on their way. Hurting deeply but no one to tell, even if, would that make things better? Exhausted of wearing the mask all the time, drained by every regret that i carry on my back. Suffocating since i was ten,since i could wear that heel of pain. Dropping the mask, mic on the ground, everything feels better now. Weakened but still standing,dragging my body through the long valley. Game isn't lost but isn't won. Is the game worth the show?
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