Same Old Game

Same Old Game

Game that I might lose,
Or a path that I will choose
Which would be a threat?
If tomorrow will be regret

Is fate would be the answer
Or I would just be the creator,
Of my life that’s unpredictable
Who will be the trustable?

Sadness mixed with pain,
Maybe I’m insane
Playing the same old game
Why should I go on?
With full of shame…

Can anyone hear my tortured voice?
This wasn’t my damn choice,
What on earth am I supposed to do?

Following the whisper in my head
Until when would I shed?
Tears that must stop,
Smooth which became rough

Why should I believe in a biggest lie?
If my heart will always die…
Will I still go on and try,
If tomorrow will be full of why’s?

Jotting down every single thing,
What kind of fate my life would bring
If it will always be a cynical fling
I wished I don’t have any wing