I'm the fool falling for the trick
I'm the child playing the game
I'm caught in your game of cat and mouse
I know they are lies
I know it is fake
But when you scream for help I can't ignore it.
I know you are ok
I know you are happy
But when I see your fabricated tears
I know you have me in check mate
I am a pawn in your game
I am the piece you can sacrifice
I am the piece that you will hurt to reach your end goal.
I love you
But you love the game more.
- Author: Oliver (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 21st, 2017 13:11
- Category: Sad
- Views: 39
Comments1
Sometimes all it is is a game, and you either play, win or lose, or you get out.
Well written poem, Oliver!
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