In a world where people deal with love as a form of game, don't be surprised when you'll be available only to blame,
Beginning, journey and the end all of the story takes a place in that frame,
Two actors acting in a shape of fame, one is going to be the clown and the other fool of shame,
So before you start playing you should have a nice plan, regret not for the losses until you finally gain,
Keep your eyes closed for deceiving for it may blind your heart from the gloom of win,
Step away from greed, stand for good deed, and let not your love see how you in need,
Be the garden and the rain now let them harvest whatever it was the seed,
For sooner or later they will enjoy reaping, or you will just watching them suffer and bleed,
Clown isn't the winner, fool isn't the looser, for it isn't a melody playing in composer,
In that circus life, in this game loving, you both should wining.. Or you both were just another loosers,
