A Game is nothing but a game,
Sometimes it plays with us.
Sometimes it doesn't
When it does play,
We refuse it,
Refuse it.

We say - I don't want to play right now.
The game feels sad and leaves us alone, alone is a place unknown,
It leaves us to fend for ourselves,
In a place unknown.

Now we feel bad and ask it to play with us again.
But now it replies - Sure.

Don't you think you should be like the game,
Happy and cheerful all the time.