Freedom
Some say life is
like a game.
There are winners
and losers.
Some cheat their
way out.
Some take it serious.
What's the prize?
Pride, hope, or even love.
At what cost?
Standing at your friend's funeral
because the rules changed?
Fallen from the gameboard.
Your life suspended.
What if your rules were revoked?
Would you become the underdog
of the game?
Fighting to be a winner.
How do you know you won?
Some say life is
like a game.
One wrong choice
and you may find yourself
in your grave.
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I'm just a girl fighting to be someone in this world. Most of my poetry is from events that I have experienced or emotions I have felt.
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