Karma
I saw your smile falter as you stared into my eyes
you pretended to see the stars and skies
you pretended you never told me lies
you pretended my life was just a game to be played
a game that you must conquer, must defeat, must win
and somewhere along the road I began to understand
you had made me believe in your reasoning: "you're only just a kid"
and during this period of time
my self-esteem was so low
that I would have let you win
happy to go six feet below.
but then I discovered meaning
and love and hate and sin
and the real reason for your disapproval
was your inhuman addiction to win.
so I stopped playing the game
that you had come to love
and eventually you understood, too,
as I was rising from above
that you can't play with people like a ball,
like some sort of twisted competition
you have to treat them like a person
and understand that they have this inhibition
to fall for him, for her for you
people are as romantic as e.e. cummings
and if you toy with them too long, just remember
karma's a bitch and she goes down swinging