“Playing the game”
Day in and day out, my life is played out like some pathetic game. I am but a pawn, ordered around by eschelons of higher-ranking kings and queens, without order and for no apparent reason. Every aspect of my life is scrutinized and controlled by someone who cares very little about me personally. My vocabulary here consists of “Yes, mam” and “Yes, Sir”. That’s the game. I hardly even listen to what they actually say to me anymore, I just answer automatically.
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