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This Is A Game. [RE - EDITED]

I'm not the ditzy little girl, The one with tits for brains
The one who lives for her boyfriend's praise and attention
That's Not How I Play 'The Game'

I had a life beyond you
kept myself from boredom
Suddenly, It's my fault we broke up?

What about you,
It's not my fault you got bored
It's not my fault you didn't keep up with me

This new girl you're with
I bet you think you're such a badass
You said "I Love You"
Stupid Me, I said it too.

But I wasn't smart enough to pull myself away from your lie
Have fun with whats-her-face
She's exactly what you deserve

We are similar players, You see?
Our partners can't keep up, and jealousy drives us crazy
You use 'em then you lose 'em.
If you're the one who's lost then I guess you're done
I kept my heart, so I don't care
This game was fun

Play your game then drop it like it burned you
You didn't love me, didn't care for me
Rather than hate you
I'll be your friend
As they always say
Happiness is the best revenge.

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Region, Country: New Town, NoDak, USA

Favorite Poets: Ovid

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kaligantsaros

kaligantsaros

16 years 4 months ago

If that's what you want then that is...

Very painful to read and of course in this life we all have to learn about respect and empathy. There's a lot in there , it's verbose and much too long . Go back and take some out pare it down till there is no need for anything superfluous. Oh but keep tha last line..it really is on the money. Kal
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Kob

16 years 4 months ago

This is a game

Interesting, I'll take it on board one day and alter it a bit. No fear it's yours and always will be. But I'll give it a once over and give it back to you. Nice read, but as mentioned, a bit longwinded. Took me back to my lost loves. Sincerely, Kob.
DawningDaytripper

DawningDaytripper

16 years 4 months ago

Well I have seen your growth

Well I have seen your growth here, in poetry and life. I loved it Phoenix. It was a sad and moving ode to screwed love. Very relatable for most. Good read!!! and glad to see you post!! Julie D.D.
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Kob

16 years 4 months ago

This is a game. Altered as promised, for better or worse. Kob

Hi Phoenix, As I said recently, I liked your poem, it touched a nerve ending, memorys came flooding back to me from long ago. But I like rhymes as well, so there was nothing else for it. I've put the two together, your words, my rhymes. I hope you don't mind. Playing games. I didn’t like being a ditzy little girl The one who’d the tits for brains Living for her boyfriend’s pleasure That’s not how To Play The Game Since I’ve a life well beyond yours I’ve kept myself free from boredom It’s not my fault that we broke up It was you, why were you so dumb? Why didn’t you talk to me at school? Saying no more than a simple, ‘Hi’ Why weren’t you there to hug me, You were happier saying goodbye Why was it me instigating our love??? It’s not my fault, that you got bored You didn’t want to keep up with me So ran of with a new girl and scored The new girl you’re going with now I bet she thinks, you’re such a bad ass You’re going from one girl to the next Saying ‘I Love You’ Hah, that’s crass Some silly fool’s said, ‘I love you to’ It’s stupid little me, I wasn’t so smart I’ve removed myself from your lies Not realising that, it’d break my heart Go and have fun with what’s her face After all, she is, ‘what you deserve’ I understand now that this is a game You’re one boy, I should’ve swerved You use them and then you loose them You’ve lost me to I guess we’re done I don’t care, I kept my heart this time I’m enjoying my life, still having fun You never loved me, you didn’t care Played games, dropped me like it burns It’s not my fault that you’re like that Not my problem, my love was spurned It lies in my mind, a memory to view A relic, like the stones of Stonehenge I will not hate you, I’ll be your friend They say, Happiness is the best revenge! Kob. 22.12.09 If I'd more time I tidy it up, but it'll have to do for now. In the end it's still yours, and always will be. I've to many of my own already. Like, for instance... I love to hear your lovely voice. I'd hear it more often if I had the choice. It's delectably sweet and beutiful too. Well naturally it belongs to you. So please don't worry about the sound. Cause like you, it's nice to have around! P.S. Oh, and I like your own revised version as well. Yours sincerly,...hope your next loves a true one. Sincerely, Kob.