Game


What is a name without a person
What would a person be without a name
You don't realize it yet but we are all pawns of someone else's game
We're not here to play; we are here to be played in the game of life
If you think about it, do we really make our own decisions or are they just choices for something bigger than ourselves
People say things happen for a reason
Why we may ask?
That's because things do happen for a reason.
The person playing us wanted them to happen an we did what any pawns would do, which is follow the players hand
Now the longer we take putting the pieces together
It will take us longer to finally realize the truth
Until then we'll keep wondering who's playing who?

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