gambling

you throw in what you know you know you can wager. and then you just ride it after a certain point because there are other gamblers at the table. and, yeah, they know you're not good at this. and they look down on you. it's also telling, though... cos some of them wanna help... and they take the time, show some mercy, and despite what the rest of the table and the dealer thinks of you, they attempt to help... in the end though, they are in it for a piece of what you have. you wind up losing it, ultimately though. cos you don't know how to play. is this a metaphor? yeah. "the gambler" by kenny rogers? probably. it's probably just "the gambler" by kenny rogers... only with more words. more telling words... more revelation... more vulnerability, i suppose... but it doesn't change the fact that i'm taking my latest fascination - gambling. we all do it whether we know it or not. i just happen to be aware of it. i have a faint suspicion i'm gonna wind up broke... but then again, that's what one gets by gambling his heart and years away. and make no mistake, i definitely gambled.