Life's A Game Of Chess, And I'm A Pawn Poem by Jeremy Willson

Life's A Game Of Chess, And I'm A Pawn

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Perhaps I was too loud when I should've been quiet
Or too quiet when I should've been loud, I don't deny it
I have no idea where things went so wrong
I don't remember the last time my mind felt strong
It seems that as of late it's always weak
I've never had a good winning streak
I've been called a loser before but it's all the same
Got to play the player to win the game
Got to lose a couple pawns to be the new king
But ya see that's the thing
I'm not a knight or a king, I'm the pawn
I get used when the rest have already gone
I'm meant to be sacrificed and cast aside
Sometimes I think no one would really care if I died
Life's a game of chess
Push me forward and we'll put my theory to the test

Sunday, February 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: chess,game,games,life,life and death,memories,sacrifice
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