PLAYER

You played me once and I became the fool

You played me twice and that was just cruel

The second chance I gave you has been met

If you want a third chance, you might as well forget.

I won’t play your game

That you created in pain

I won’t feel bad

For the trouble you have had

I gave you one too many chances

All you wanted was your dances

You made your bed

Go now and continue to be led

I know the rules you play by

They aren’t worthy of the time to try

You are considered history

Go now and live in your misery

Take your hate to a new place

For this door is locked and full of grace

You have no power over me

I cannot set your soul free.

On that note, I will close

Your insecurity really shows

Perhaps you learned something new

To yourself always be true.

Poem Copyright © 2001 SDA

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