The Game

Feels like a game This love thing A single player first time around We become the controller Matching up to find another Multiplayer games we are after Our body the system in which the game is placed But nobody ever really wins The game just gets smashed And scratched And lost And forgotten As the controllers Buttons will be pressed Getting tossed around in the emotions Our system gets beat up Broken Or sold to another player The cycle continues Or for some No more lives Don't want to try again The game is over Eject