The Game of Games
If I didn't smile so much
Invisible I would have stayed
Instead, he chose me to be
A pawn in the game he played
If I wasn't as strong as I was
Then I wouldn't have been all alone
If my skin was more sensitive
Then the bruises would have shown
If I didn't have these color eyes
His favorite blue like the sea
He maybe would have picked someone
Anyone other than me
Maybe if I explained my words better
So, people would understand how I felt
Strategically I began to play each move
With the hand that I was dealt
I knew how this game would end
And it was winner-takes-all
He placed the first bid
I soon followed with a call
I wasn't going to go down easy
I was going to make it tough
He soon realized this
The moment I called his bluff
The game lasted so long
And I hoped he couldn't tell
Full of fear I was sitting
I made sure I hid it well
Finally, a stroke of luck
I took a chance with no plan
I hoped my cards were better
Then the ones held in his hand
Little to no chips left
I was forced to go all in
Thinking that he had me
I showed my cards for the win
I made it out alive
The memories I can't erase
The game I'm always reminded of
By the scar upon my face
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