Aim

making up for years of lack, unable to speak,,the heart held back, oh, how it looks so selfish and absorbed, as if seeking attention, the heart wants to love more, unexplained, you just do as i say, as if losing the freedom to speak, a voice at bay, "simon says" was a cruel game to be played, it stunted my growth as if i couldn't understand the directions he gave, so here i stood, always striking out first, to stand to the side, to watch and observe, and it wasn't so bad to just watch and see, because next time i just told the better player some strategy, i wasn't on my tippie toes to wanna jump back in the game, so then i started to strike out on purpose, ide rather help motivate the game, sure enough, simons game got old, there was a new game in town, "Twister" unfolds, highly motivated, my favorite game!, Parker Brothers,,i commend you!! you got the right aim!!! ;)