Poetry...

 

Game

 

I know the Game
I know how to play it
I know the rules
And I know how to win.

I put on my favorite mask
I put on my best music
I buy the best drinks
And I know how to win.

I know when to smile
I know when to be mad
I know when to scorn
And I know how to win.

…But when I let my guard down,
(because the Game's weakness is Compassion)

I always lose.