Your game

You say that you love me, tell me why don’t I feel it, your actions paint a different picture, you try to conceal it

As long as the world sees such a happy pair, why would the world think I’m living in despair

Living in isolation, a cage crafted by me or you, are you the only one to blame, or am I responsible too

Looking back on every day, the things I have allowed, I danced to every tune you played, I tried to make you proud

So maybe it’s my fault aswell for playing your cruel game, but should I leave and not return, you’ll be the one to blame

Photo by RODNAE Productions

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