The Game I Miss

My whole life I’ve played the game Now my talent has come to a halt I wonder why, maybe my coach is insane I have to keep telling myself I’m not lame, But that doesn’t cover up what’s my fault, There are no people to blame But allowing myself to take part in the game I’m trying to keep my emotions locked in a vault, But at times it is hard to refrain Now I have a sense of shame Knowing that he made me think it was my fault All I could do was declaim I cannot even say his name, When I think of the assault My mind puts me in pain I won’t let him affect my sane Now my mood shall exult He won’t be putting me in pain Now that I control the game. s go here)