Do you really think-
that you have what it takes
there is no room for small mistakes.
Can't you see I'm still ten moves ahead,
so go ahead and panic cause your dead.
Like I would panic-
I'll just ignore your voice
this is still my life I have a choice.
I'm no actor to your script,
there no strings to make this puppet trip.
Fool face reality-
try looking at your last move
if you could go back what would you prove?
There goes that loved one and your career,
just face it you have no power here.
Still I wont give in-
my heart will heal I'll get another chance,
there's more to life then working and romance.
I'll do the best with what I have
the soul finds hope even when its sad.
Wake up dreaming child-
Scream and kick as much as you like,
the fallen pieces prove the fact I'm right.
No mater how clever the move you make,
in the end even that soul of yours will break.
Nothings impossible-
miracles happen every day,
all I need do is have a little faith and pray.
That heaven will guide me as I live,
I'll learn to show compassion and forgive.
It's getting boring now-
religion is the desperate move of man,
praying to a god that won't listen.
I have you cornered its to late,
the game is over its checkmate.
Author notes
Everyone fighting fate, or are we really just fighting the part of ourselves that want's us to give up.
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