lisa parks

Sick Of Your Games

Poem by lisa parks

I am so sick
of playing
your games.

You don’t play
by the rules.
You always want it
your way.

No wonder none
of your friends want
to play games with

Because you’re not

So...I’m sick of
your games.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 24, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 6, 2011

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