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No Game At All By Taytem Larusso
Why am I always the one to blame , Fault forced on me ? And even with your plastic apologies — The words you ’ ve already Ignited into me Upon me — Will always swallow me whole And make me feel so small Compared to you But somehow I resign as the victim When the battles I ’ ve fought Have been won and lost So silently but so obviously That you use them against me When you tell me you ’ re scared to step on me While your foot suffocates me The sight of you makes my stomach turn And with a mere conversation I lose sight of what game we ’ re playing Maybe there ’ s no game at all , But I scrounge up evidence at my leisure And back away You ’ ve called me delusional Because I ’ ve seen through every lie and every attempted charm . Maybe there ’ s sincerity in you and utter insecurity in me . You make me lose myself In the most unromantic , undesirable way .