Emotionless,and a sorry Excuse
Can Things ever last,
When they happen so fast.
do these tears and pain ever fade,
Is Drama yet another day,
That I must play to waste the day away,
and ignore the pain,
that never seems to fade.
I know that game,
I played it so many times,
Emotionless is what i shall be,
for all times and eternity.
Galeea's training proved right,
All little boys play the game of deception,
But they do not realize that some girls see it before them,
Some girls grow up to be woman and are looking for guys,
Who want to be man enough to take any
Drama and pitiful lies that other little girls spread around to see,
if they can steal that one great guy in their life.
Pity is what it is called when a Man falls into that pit of vipers,
Why can i not be like those vipers?
because I am too smart and not so vain as the
others girls i see around me.
Because i am me and i just want to be me
and that is what i would like to see,
For that is reality.
Copyright © Cheyenne Nienhueser | Year Posted 2013
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