Shuffle, Hold, Imagine the deck. The cards you draw, you must play with next. "You play the hand your dealt" they say... But in a real game of cards, you can cheat your way but according to real life it's not ok. But then again you never draw a card with a prince. Just kings, queens, and jacks. That's what this world lacks. No, not kings ,and queens, and royalty. Just a bit of modesty, loyalty, and imagination you can really see. With technology comes a clouded mind. Children can't even imagine life outside. Me included. This world has become so deluted. No real sugar, just hugh fructose corn syrup. Depression has become societies disease; and it's the only thing I feel, is living inside me. We're numb. Living in a world with mixed emotions, yet powerful guns.
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