The Deck
Today I started to get the feeling like everybody in life, has their own cards to play, but for some reason my deck is just there to help everyone else get a better hand.
I have to admit, I have seen the prophecies come true, they say you will be rewarded in the end and I have seen those rewards come to fruition.
You know ever now and then I get to thinking that maybe sometimes I wish I could just play my hand when I get it instead of waiting, and giving until the big hand comes later on.
Life is made of these little games, but all I get is one drawn out game of chess, while I do always seem to win it gets aggravating seeing your pieces fall away or move slow.
Sometimes I wish I had a life that was short and simple, or that I at least had the ego to think I am some kind of winner and everyone else is just a loser.
I have to admit, I have seen the prophecies come true, they say you will be rewarded in the end and I have seen those rewards come to fruition.
You know ever now and then I get to thinking that maybe sometimes I wish I could just play my hand when I get it instead of waiting, and giving until the big hand comes later on.
Life is made of these little games, but all I get is one drawn out game of chess, while I do always seem to win it gets aggravating seeing your pieces fall away or move slow.
Sometimes I wish I had a life that was short and simple, or that I at least had the ego to think I am some kind of winner and everyone else is just a loser.