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The Game

THE GAME AS I SIT HERE AT MY COMPUTER TRYING TO FIGURE LIFE OUT TRYING TO UNDERSTAND EXACTLY WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT TRYING MY HARDEST TO SEE WHY IT'S SO CRUEL OR HAVE I ALWAYS JUST BEEN A DAMN FOOL I HAVE GIVEN MY HEART SOLEY TO ONE MAN AND HE TORE IT APART WITHOUT ANY PLAN I SAT FOR DAYS CRYING WITH NO END TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT RULES I SHOULD BEND THINKING DEATH WAS MY WAY OUT SCREAMING AND YELLING EVEN A QUICK SHOUT OPENING MY MOUTH TO SCREAM ONCE AGAIN BUT NOTHING CAME OUT LIKE AN EMPTY PEN I WANTED TO HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU DID ME WRONG BUT THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT SO I GUESS I'LL BE STRONG STRONG ENOUGH TO SAY THE HARSHEST OF WORDS WORDS THAT WOULD SCARE AWAY EVEN THE BIRDS WORDS THAT I HAVE NEVER BEFORE SPOKEN BUT THEN AGAIN NEVER BEFORE HAS MY HEART BEEN BROKEN YOU THINK YOUR SO SMART AND WHAT YOU DID WAS SO COOL BUT WHAT YOU TRUELY DID WAS MAKE YOURSELF LOOK LIKE A FOOL YOU DON'T LIKE TO ADMIT THAT I WAS THE ONE THAT COULD HAVE MADE LIFE INTERESTING , EVEN FUN BUT WHAT'S DONE IS DONE AND I MUST SAY THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME WHO I AM, MAKING ME NEW.. FOR YOU SEE MY SWEET BABYBOY IF YOU HADN'T OF BROKEN ME I WOULD STILL BE YOUR TOY I AM A PROUD, STRONG, INTELLIGENT WOMAN OF TODAY WHO DOESN'T FALL INTO THE TRAPS OF A MAN WHO LIKES TO PLAY MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY TO OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY BEFORE IT'S TO LATE AND YOU SCARE ALL OF THEM AWAY.... SO AS I SIT HERE AT MY COMPUTER TRYING TO FIGURE LIFE OUT I GUESS I FINALLY FIGURED WHAT IT'S REALLY ALL ABOUT....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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