Glorious Game

Have I satisfied the stares of people like me? People looking for a bit of themselves in others eyes An empty stomach is not really truly hungry Until a lonely heart for love cries Feelings against feelings, either kills or dies Sometimes watching, sometimes acting the scene off I’ve been on every side of the dice I wonder how much rolling before it is finely enough One side to the other side, though exposed above I’m also hidden down Betting all like gamblers, we have it tough Unpredictable town Either aces or jokers maybe trick or treat at hand Sometimes the deck dealt to us is all an understanding person can’t