Game

It's all a great big game to him,

And we're the little pieces,

Moved at his will,

In this unfair game,

We're the pawns,

The first to go,

While he is the king,

Winner of the game,

His game,

His rules,

He's the master,

Of this wicked game,

We're just running in circles,

Trying to get somewhere,

But he keeps sending us back to the beginning,

No matter how hard we try,

Because it's his game,

His rules,

And he's the master.

Author's Note

plz review

Reviews

[Elizabeth]

Woah...this is really amazing. I love the analogy! I am blown away! This is fantastic! But...if I had to change one this, it would be that you should change the ending...make the reader shocked more, for example: And he's the winner. or something like that, you're better than me. :) Great job I love it!