Chapter 791
Trade
It is hard to move forward
When one is always afraid
It soon becomes evident
That life is just a charade
Words can cut deep
Like a sharp blade
It always seems to be
How the game is played
Everything one does
Is how they're portrayed
Was it really the message
That they wanted conveyed
There are many things
That rain on life's parade
How long will it be
Until one is betrayed
There is always some price
That will need to be paid
There's no such thing
As 'made in the shade'
Each new person encountered
Leads to another barricade
For everything is soon exposed
As yet another masquerade
Everyone wants an upgrade
So some things they evade
To hear love's true serenade
What is one willing to trade
Nobody