A game

applecherry

I push and pull

I get

I delay

I don’t receive 

I wait

I wonder

I commit

I overthink

I pull back

I wait for them to pull me

 

It’s all a game

I don’t know if I agreed to it

I might even be the creator

But it makes me sick

I’m losing at my own game

I don’t know how to play

I don’t know who I’m playing with

And I don’t know how to stop playing

  • Author: applecherry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 9th, 2026 05:35
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Now that is a disadvantage when one does not know one's opponent, what game is being played or how to stop the action one is about to have doubts. Well said.



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