Being Played Poem by Laura M. Eggebrecht

Being Played



My Feelings Mean Nothing... Being Truthful
Is Being Softily Laughed At Inside.
Playing Your Cards... Saying The Right Words
At A Time When I'm Vunerable..
Needing So Much Love

You Make My World Seem So Empty Of All The
Negativity... Putting A Smile Upon My Face.
You Make Me Believe In Positivity And Truth...
My World, I Believe Is About To Be Changed
For The Better.

Only I Find That Words Once Spoken From You
Weren't Words Of Truth.They're Of Lies And
Mixed Emotions
To Make One Believe In You,
When.. In Reality I'm Being Played.

The Tears Run Down My Face.. Are Because
I Believed In You.
I Enjoyed Our Time Together Yet To Find Again,
I Stand Alone Because I Wanted To Believe,
And Very Much Be Loved.

Being Played.......

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