Game

Why it such a game to you? There are people depending on you,
Life's trying to tame you, to teach you a lesson,
Pull you out of your growing depression,
Out of you dark anxeity. There's a notariety to you,
It hangs of your name. How come you don't take the blame?
You could make it so much easier, if you stood for what you believed,
And will yourself to do better. Change your mindset,
Change the notes on your desk,
Change the way you walk,
And the things you say when you talk,
Choose to be better and you can,
Because it is deifinitely not a game.

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