Game playin

The only reason I feel left out is
Because you don't tell me.
How many times do I have to say
I'm okay with who you see?
I want to be apart of you,
Be a team. Why can't you see my hearts true?
It's sworn to you, but it's your job to keep it beating,
Give it attention, let it know its needed.
And if I'm here just for you, let me know
So I'm not broken in two.
I'd stay forever if you'd let me
But when you hide ur Husslin it makes
Me feel you wont keep me.
I'm here for you, my feelings just got ahold of me
This is a game that I'm made to be.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Adore your writing simply elegant and neatly crafted

[Tina]

wow sounds desperate and painful. not desperate in a bad way just a sad way.
this poem tells so much of what is on his/her mind about that significant other.
this significant other is a pimp?
The whole time I didnt think about this poem being about a game it sounded too much like someone wants to be with someone else.