The Game of Life

In this game that is life, I am livin; the past is forgiven, not forgotten and I am not my parents or my peers; not made of my fears; not judged for my tears. I’m just here to express my desire for success keep hold in this mess, to what I know best. I don’t partake in the hate from which self destruction emanates. Instead of fighting, we should be uniting against repression, the man, anything we can. Let’s take a stand and this time that we spend won’t be wasted in the end. The bond gets weak and when it breaks, there’s no mending; no time and no spending can bring out the ending, we once thought was pending; so let’s stop pretending.