Chess Game by Bloor

I am only a pawn
In your sadistic game
No stars but your own
On your wall of fame
You don’t see me
Don’t know my name
All the pride is yours
Mine is only shame


So far out of touch
Guess you’ll never know
You don’t love all you keep
Don’t realize what you reap
Has nothing to do with what you sow


You’ve grown weak and weary
Life has taken its toll
Now whats left to soothe your aching soul
A smile from the young
A touch from the old


There’s no more guiding light
No shelter from the cold
Will you find strength to fight
Or cut your losses and fold


Its not what you envisioned
You reached your goal
You have everything you wanted
But it isn’t what you sold

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