This Game

Why do you tease? Why do you play?
Do you ever think about what you do or say?

It hurts to be left out,
While you all laugh and shout.

And whatever the game,
It still hurts just the same.

It stirs up old and painful recollections,
Reminding me of my previous rejections.

And the all feelings come flying back,
My very mind is once again under attack.

It hurts more than you know,
Though a frown or pout is all I show.

It hurts so deep in my chest,
I’m dejected and depressed.

It hurts me so deep inside,
You'll never know how many tears I've cried.

But I push away the pain,
Knowing there is no one person to blame.

And now I hide deep in my mind,
Where there is nothing cruel or kind.

An endless darkness is to where I have come,
And in this place I’ve let myself become numb.

To you it’s just a game you play,
When you go and leave someone far away.

To me it’s cruel reality,
And you will never see the actuality.

And I write this not for sympathy,
Or to be shown some type of empathy.

But maybe now you’ll better comprehend,
How I came to this cruel unkind end.

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EDIT: Made some changes


Why do you tease? Why do you play?
Do you ever think about what you do or say?

It hurts to be left out,
While you all laugh and shout.

And whatever the game,
It still hurts just the same.

It stirs up old and painful recollections,
Reminding me of previous rejections.

All the feelings come flying back,
My very mind is under attack.

It hurts so deep inside my chest,
These daggers of pain won't let me rest.

It rips me apart till I bleed inside,
You’ll never know how many tears I’ve cried.

But I push away the pain,
Knowing I am partly to blame.

And now I hide deep in my mind,
Where there is nothing cruel or kind.

An endless darkness is to where I have come,
And in this place I’ve let myself grow numb.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel,
These wounds just won’t heal.

To you it’s just a game you play,
When you go and leave someone far away.

To me it’s cruel reality,
And you will never see the actuality.

And I write this not for sympathy,
Or to be shown some type of empathy.

But maybe now you’ll better comprehend,
How I came to this cruel unkind end.