You'Ve Been Played
I think she played me
on the playground
juggled like a ball
makes me wonder
why is the world so cold?
Some nights I lay in bed
and ask the Lord
why do we suffer in heart?
time moves so slow
when you try and forget someone.
Forget about someone
who was supposed to be
separated from her husband
turned out to be no good.
Then I woke up and realized
love is not a fairy tale
just get tired of these wounds
would like to close the doors.
All started out as such a good time
a smile that turned to be a broken heart
the chemistry that pulled us together
begin to pull us apart.
Sometimes the illusions we see
are only make believe
we just want to be held
and say sweet things
with candy in our mouth.
So, I've been played
right on the playground
kicked like a volley ball
taken as a joke...
~
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2014
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