part of the game - Ella Martine

All he wanted was everyone’s eyes

To watch as he held up his prize

You’ll never regret being kind

When there’s limited time

A boy with a beautiful smile

Who’d stay if you asked him to sit for a while

Yellow in spirit and mind

Don’t leave him behind

Just one costly mistake

To be in the wrong place

A sliver of paper with his handwritten name

What trophy is worth this mountain of pain

To be left to the earth was never a part of the game

He longed for the dance with a girl

Whose eyes reflect his golden curls

She’s left with a dip and a twirl and a whole in her world

He dreamed of a cup in his hand

Name being chanted from friends in the stands

But sadly a wish is a plan that’s just left to chance

Just one costly mistake

To be in the wrong place

A sliver of paper with his handwritten name

What trophy is worth this mountain of pain

To be left to the earth was never a part of the game