It's a Fool's Game

I don't have to think much.

Walking in footprints that I'd never touch.

Calculating steps of revenge, doesn't separate us.

Being the same, carrying different names.

Can you identify the direction the wind blows?

For stench always flows down wind.

Now suicide is the answer to all sins.

Prosecuted for the lies that were told.

True, they were from days of old.

Now your apart from yourself and baby it's getting cold.

You chose to play in a game of fools.

But, never recognized the reality of truth.

Walking in the shadows dark as night.

Never realizing death would come at the brink of light....