Games - Poem by Joshua Wyatt
I have played others peoples games before
The stupid game of 'what to i want'.
They seem to lead me along.
Dropping hints that what they want is me.
But that is not what they want.
They don't know what they want
So they play this stupid game
They will never give u a straight answer.
it will always be a tangled one.
I hate these games so much.
Though i must admit.....
I have made others play it.
In that sense i am i hypocrite.
But i am done playing this stupid games.
They are just childish and mean
the mess with peoples hearts and minds.
So I'll tell you all what i want now
I want to be happy
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