The Game

Written by: Nichola Courtney

I hate you, you use and abuse me,
And you don't see the way you drive me down into the ground,
The way you crush my heart into dust,
The way you leave me there and walk out.
That hurt you gave no more will hurt,
The pain you gave me made me see I am not some fool,
You will not walk all over me.
I am not your slave and I am not your maid,so I will go.
There is no way you can see that you really, really do love me,
There is no way you can see that we are meant to be.
With all the lies and all the pain,
When I walk away,
You will no longer have the better hand in the game.