Why oh why,
Why oh why must you lie, I see right through them, I see right through you, you’re but a piece of glass. You’re actions are predicted, I setup, tests yet you fail them so quickly, you fall prey to what I wish for you too, why be so simple but act so sophisticated, you’re just a phase, one that will pass, and when you’re in the past I’ll smile because I will know that I was the one who played a game, and came out victor. But I wouldn’t say it makes you a loser, just not the one I really needed.






