“Roll of the Dice”

“Roll of the Dice”

I play at life as if it were a game

I give in to chance with every waking day

Logic and reasoning has little hold on me

They only cloud the path to the person I should be

My game has rules like all games do

But the game I play has only two

You roll the dice than move ahead

You live your life until your dead

My game has many things in store

For those that choose to pick a door

But those that simply stay the path

Will live a life that leaves no tracks

Without the fear of choosing wrong

There are no words to your victory song

One day you’ll look back into your past

And judge your life by the memories you have

Of all the times you rolled the dice

And made a move that changed your life.

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