Games Of Love Poem by Guess Who

Games are to be played fairly
Games are a pass of time daily
Today there's a face to you I never knew
All the stories you told were never true
All the games we play you'd usually win
All was lost by my filthy sin
Truth is to be said as I always do
Truth behind the mystery we lived through
Games never stood a barrier in between
The invisible walls behind the smoke screen
Walls were everywhere protecting you
Walls are enemies in my point of view
They are good from time to time
But never helped cure the pain of the crime
Oh I long for the old game we used to play
A game where there is no word ' Betray '
A game consisting of trust and being honest
Remembering the good time and forgetting the rest
You have chosen to remember the harsh times
Remembering my sorrowful rhymes
I warned you not to do so
You never ceased to grow
I was afraid I'd come to this
I was afraid I'd lose you again
I should've listened to my fears
Should've understood your tears
Guess The time has passed by
It's still time for another try
Words are always left for the end
For it's the conclusion of every message sent
Words are never true without proof and acts
You are true I don't talk about facts
I only talk of reality and blaming life
Curing pain, smiling and giving reason to strife
I only understand notions as tolerance
hope, light, brotherhood and kindness
I know a friend from an enemy
I know a tree and a beautiful bee
I know stars moons and different galaxies
I know how to act in difficult situations
I can help and give different solutions
It's true I'm only good in such things
I'm not good in offering rings
I'm not good in giving company
I'm not the one to offer magic
I'm not someone who's very classic
Yes, I write my poetry
Yes, I'm one big mystery
Maybe I'm not to love as others do
But when I care about someone it's true
When I decide to help the sad, skies become blue
It's never too late to enlighten my day
I want you to understand the games I play
Games are made to test one's patience
Games never reflected the reason of my existence...