The Game Night turns to day, and day to night My #life is just a never ending fight A fake smile has its place Upon my darkened face I smile so they will not realise That what lies behind my eyes Is fear and hopelessness Nothing more and nothing less I no longer wish to feel this pain I still hold the knife But I don't have the control in my #life I gave away the control through fear But I cant get angry or cry a tear Because I only have myself to blame For starting this endless game It's my move next, but I don't know what to do Do I finally give in? After all this time, can I let them win? Sorry I haven't written for ages, I don't really have a reason. Hope you enjoyed this anyway
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