Play God Poem by Tatianna Rei Moonshadow

Play God



I can't play God anymore
I've got to play me
Theres only so much I can fake
And so much you can see
Playing God is getting old
And I'm getting a little worn
Sometimes its like a whirlwind
That can only leave me torn
Every thing's a mess
And I just can't calm it down
My life is running mindlessly
And plummeting to the ground
I can't play God any longer
I'm not strong enough its true
So I'm stepping off my pedestal
And handing my crown to you

Sunday, August 6, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: running
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