In the game of life, <br />I’m someone replaceable, <br />Someone who’s plain, <br />Someone who doesn’t matter, <br />Because you could make me up again, <br />If you even cared, <br />By taking the bad traits in other girls <br />And combining them as one, <br />Because I’m imperfect, <br />As so many have told me, <br />And am as insignificant as a pawn, <br />Used only to save others, <br />And I’ll never meet anyone’s standards, <br />No matter how hard I try, <br />No matter how much I accomplish, <br />I’m never good enough <br />For anyone to notice <br />Because in the game of life, <br />I don’t exist.<br /><br />angel lockheart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/game-of-life-3/
