Poetry

Oh how

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You play the game

So clever you must think it you are

But I see you so clear right now and your helping but at the same time setting me up.

And when will I learn not to let you get away with it?

I know I should say something, but you won’t listen now.

I’m tired of fighting the battle you manipulated since the beginning of time.

So I will let you play, and maybe I exit the game altogether.

Then you win but so do I and I think I will be happier.

And you will be lost as you loved playing these games as if I was so naive I couldn’t see what you were doing.

But I didn’t care what you thought as I knew who to trust, and I know it’s not you.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes