Games. Poem by Ashley Finnermin

You think I like you.
I really don't.
I just think you're a real big joke.
You said you love me.
But you love her too.
Ha.
You make me laugh.
For you love is a game.
And you're in the lead.
But not any more.
I'm taking over the 'game' board.
I don't want you.
No one should.
You're a player.
Pretending to be misunderstood.
You say you're a good guy.
But I know the truth.
You play the game like your some magic wizard.
Well Ta Da.
Im down with you.