A player

Sometimes it's one of those days where

You don't really know where you stand

You're thrown into a world of shame 

And curtains and masks covering up real facts

So you don't know how to act

You are a seeker of truth in a sea of performances

Imitators and clowns wearing a frown seeking romance

Because nothing is as the tv screen, the way life proceeds

To give you what you need whenever you seek it

No, life is a poet who doesn't hear your request for help

And you live and you get, it's all you need to forget

But the truth lies underneath so you get upset

I long for the day we all just face

The truth and reflect

I am just an observer, I never wanted to be a player

I pretend and I play by the rules but once I roll the dice

The game is through

It isn't a need for escape but the need of freedom that I obsessed

Over, I can't help it but I wish someone near could understand it

Please don't take it badly

I don't criticize your guts I know it is unhealthy

As we all live and learn and smoke the residue of our dirty breeze

You rush to get to a point only to return to the same s**t

But we all play the game together until you get pushed to the limit

The race is gone, you carry on and wonder why didn't I just let myself be me?