The Game Is On

The Game Is On

The game is on

They just want to see you fall

They don’t think you are strong

They don’t expect you to balance on that wall

They want to see you break

Your shell shatter on the floor

They want to make

Sure you won’t breathe anymore.

It won’t stop with just a fracture or two

Because they get off on hurting you

They’ll taunt

“I owe you a fall”

They’ll prod

“You’re not worth it at all”

They know your pressure points

Your loves and loyalties

Your dreams and what you do.

They know how you tick

And will use it against you.

You may cry

You may chip

You will not die

You will not slip

You will not shatter

You will not fall

From top of that wall

There will be no kings horses

There will be no kings men

Who have a need to put you together again

That story will not be told

Through the streets with your name

Replacing the eggs

Who would fall down once again.

Perhaps you should smile

Now that you know

This story is not yours

You write your own

Life is a game, dear friend

And the game is on

So play it well

And know you are strong.