Living Pawn By (A.J.T) You tell me how to live my life. You use me as your pawn. To accomplish What you could never even dream of, And all of the dreams you've lost. You say it is for the best. I say it is for the worst. But it doesn't matter what I think, Because I am just your pawn. Your little self accomplishing slave In this game called life. Where you use me To make up for your mistakes And all the grief in your life. And yet I remain As the one who always comes through. The one who always makes up for you, you. But tonight that will all end As I pull out my sack. And pack it with all, All the little you've paid Me back. So now I leave you with a gentle kiss. And leave you with one final touch. As now I walk off into the night All alone and cold. To live the dreams that I have Dreamed and see what I can become. And maybe I'll succeed. And maybe I won't. But now I can try to make up for Me, Me. And no longer am I your living pawn.Birth sign: Leo
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