Just a game

Some more random lines, again written during class hours

Wheeling and dealing
Clattering on the floor
Things go wrong, And
You fall back to the ropes
Buoyed back by those cries
On your feet, And
Back to those highs

But then, its
Just a game, my friend
Just a game.

Back and forth
things they run
Some steps back, But
The game moves on
Some surge ahead
Just as the game ends
As if,
Right on cue
Leaving those down, with
Lost chances to rue

But yet again, its
Just a game, my friend
JUst a game........