
I may have always been too fragile
A stone wall crumbling from the inside out
Most of my life
It served me well
As a good game to play
A nice grown up substitute
For boardgames
I made my own rules to the game...
I know when to play
To fold
To get up and run like hell
When to smile because it was
Oh
Too
Simple
Begging like a child
Maybe the years stole my intuition
Or my looks
The way that I walked away
So seemingly unaffected
Age gave me a desire for more
But everyone's still playing
And it was all fun and games until I found someone
Who was just a little better than me
He should have met me 3 years ago
And things would have been different
I swear
This isn't just about my pride
This time it's about my life
I'm tired of playing
But everyone around me is knee deep in the game
Even from a thousand miles away
He found a way to hurt me
Should have kept my arms up
And my face down
1 comment:
"Even from a thousand miles away
He found a way to hurt me" -- sad, but well written.
ps, love the new layout!
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