Let's play a game.
First its My turn.
I tell you everything. Let you into my heart. Open up my life and give you my trust.
Now it's your turn.
You tell me lies. Tear up my heart. Ruin my life and destroy my trust.
My turn.
I cry and hurt.
You laugh at my pain.
I break inside
You run in the rain
The rain of my tears
Falling long and hard.
The rain of my blood
Flowing from the shards
Of your words.
Your turn.
You laugh while I cry
At my pain and brokeness.
You dance in rain
Because my tears bring you happiness.
You speak broken shards
That cut me so deep
Say I'll never be good enough
his heart isn't mine to keep.
See how the game goes?
I never can win.
You always will hate me as long as I live.
Ever since that day,
I've tried but I've failed
To be good enough for the boy
For whom my heart has wailed.
But one day I realized,
Living I fail.
But maybe, just maybe,
Dying I will prevail.
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