Here lies life
like a binder
divided into parts,
that hold the rules

Rules to the game
a rather horrible game
there are never winners
but only losers to the game

Parts act as dividers
stereotypes are written
in the stone like pages
that are forcefully followed

Horrible as the game is
the game leads us, destroys us
Slowly, painfully under wings
of drama the words known all

The Rules are simple
Your where you are
from the moment you begin
the game of secrets and lies

High school stands proud and tall
only inside is the prize
won by winning the game
Something you should know

There is is no prize
a trick this game is
not really a game but a battle
for power and complete control

The game never ends
not even in death
you're just moved from
pawn to queen in this game

This game that keeps us true
or lets us fall in lies
or destroys our very instinct.
This game of Life