Love Is Like The Playground.. Sex.. Poem by Dislocated Heart

Tossed around, like in a playground.
Balls are kicked, when unfaithful,
hearts stomped upon, when one's love is over and done.

Its love.

A simple game we all understand..
Some Men like a challenge, Juggling more then they can have.
Eating 3 pieces of pie, when all they need is one.
Some women, run after gold, money, the bling bling.

But whats that gotta do with anything?

Skin grows pale, wrinkly, places start to saggy but in your 20's you were so proud, getting all the guys, making out.
Men, whats a piece of A**? get in get out?
Honestly... Its one of our needs.. sex.
but I rather have a relationship.
instead of,55, and poppin that pill, tryin to get up on a girl that half my age, with a wife at home, telling the young babe, I'm single and looking.
what a Charade! !

Why cant a relationship just be honest? its a question I'm thinkin bout.
why the lies? why so deceiving? I've got nothing to hide..
and I swear to God, till the day I die, I will be faith to the girl I love.