SOLITARE

Solitare is the game I play
When nothing else is going my way
Perhaps by playing alone, I can win
If I lose, I can always start again
Alone in a crowd with my deck of cards
Almost like a prison with cells and guards
Loneliness and fear are my cellmates
Prejudice is the locks on the gates
No more reality, I'll just pretend
Not fighting the storm, I'll learn to bend
One of these days, I'm afraid I'll break
The mask will fall away 'cause I'm a fake
Lock me away in a padded room
Leave me to my misery and gloom
My hold on reality I'll let go
Make believe or real, I'll not know
Playing solitare again, sitting on the floor
My biggest worry is black three on red four

Copyright ©2005  Leah Hall Slootweg