Playground

It's funny how people say life is a game.

I agree.

Love is a game, 

I can make you love me for who I am,

Rather, how I objectively view myself 

and guide you view me 

in the same way.

Just like charades. 

Guess who I am!? Guess!? No idea.

Work, can be a game, to get ahead.

To win. To die with the most shit.

Work is

the winning mans game. 

Win Win Win. Die. With the most shit.

You're still dead.

Happiness, 

people try to find it.

Like it's

hide-and-seek.

Find me!

Wait, I'm here, no, no, now, I'm over here!

Found me!

Gone away. 

To be found, 

again in something, 

or someone

different.

I can say that I don't know very much

about games people play,

thus far.

However, I have learned

a good deal 

about my own life, 

and what type of game it is.

For a very long time,

I only played Legos. 

Click and snap it together, 

The pieces that match in color.. 

Make shapes and make meaning of different size pieces.

Everything always had to be perfect,

Fit perfectly. 

Often times with Legos you must use other colors 

or compromise shape,

in order to finish your original idea.

Often times you lose you way 

in simply trying to finish.

Your original plan and shape and direction

and end up with something terribly ugly,

That you could have never ever imagined you

could have created, yourself.

I have struggled so very much

in my past

with fitting all the pieces into my Lego-land.

I have always tried to find the one thing to finish my project.

To make it complete.. 

And,

Yet,

The bin of Legos never ended.

There were always other things to add..

Until it became so cluttered I completely forgot

Why I started to play in the first place, 

I was left with a hideous mess.

Which could only be destroyed and rebuilt,

or used for other projects as scrap.

I can tell you 

about my own life

as Legos.

But it is my past.

Now, 

Now I try to live my life as tetris.

I like letting the pieces fall into place at a casual rate..

Slow, and sometimes, if necessary, faster.

There may be holes where the blocks do not always fit, 

and connect. 

Because there may be odd shapes,

Objects unexpected.

And that's okay. 

I can peer through those holes

in the bricks,

and see why I am playing in the first place.

I'll just smile and wave hello.

I feel as though I am playing a game of tetris,

without effort. 

All the pieces are all falling into place on their own.. 

I am still playing now.

I hold the controller it appears..

But it's easier. 

It's simple.

It seems as though I have found 

a style of play suiting for my soul.

I seem to be keeping up,

with the playground age games

of life.