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 © Stennett Hernandez | Year Posted 2005
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