THE GAME | A POETRY OF LIFE | THE REALITY

Like a chase you can't run
A joke you can't laugh
And a game you can't win

This was your game
Where winning is lame
Running became
Her enthusiastic shame

Drowning without a water
Speaking without a voice
You never glanced
While she never took the chance

You would never know
Why her life seems so low
She wants to be happy
She only pretended not to be
It's not like she won't
She just can't

You ask her "please be happy"
So she ended her story
It's not like no one really cares
It's just no one really dares
everyone thought she was
but she's not

"I'm okay"..
Is that what you what me to say?
Thanks for not asking
Your game was worth watching
"It's fine"..
"I ALREADY QUIT"..

This is for those
who cried
who cut
who starved
who suffered
who begged
and who died...

Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.
When you're at the point of giving up, think first the reason why you've done this.
Your story isn't over yet, not until you decided not to end it.

Thank you,
@ellenmaetungal :]