Time
From the beginning I thought
you were my friend.
But I soon came to realize
The falseness in it all.
We rarely agree you and I
Whenever I want something
you take
And twist it.
It becomes your personal
game.
You follow me everywhere
Day and Night I can't escape.
Following with a wicked grin.
Here is an opportunity
Nope
Just kidding, as you laugh.
Getting hopes up
Just for you to dash them
again.
I lost.
Another opportunity
But with you around
It's all a game.
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