Poetry

Just a Game

None of it makes sense to me

And my heart still feels the pain

Did I ever mean anything to you

Or was it always just a game

Everything you accused me of

Is what you were doing the whole time

You casually made me your enemy

While I sat doe eyed and blind

None of it makes sense to me

I’m left with knots in my brain

Unable to get them untangled

Still trapped in the webs of your game

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