The relationship you and I shared
It resembled as a seesaw
Playing on the seesaw is fun
But people sometimes forget
The seesaw comes with rules too
Though it can take you high
That you feel like you could touch the sky
If the game is not played right
Now matter how much you try to hold on
It can bring down to the hard ground
Just like that, these are the rules
Even when they don't seem fair
Just like the seesaw game
You and I had our ups and downs
Before I knew it, I eventually grew tired
I got sick of this stupid seesaw game
The fear of losing someone
This is how people get sneaky
They use it to their advantage
Because they know someone will feel hurt,
When the other decides to leave
So instead of ending the game,
They make it a competition
To see who is the heaviest
Petty arguments and fake smiles
Even "I love you" became a lie
All of that and it was when I knew
I was the heaviest
There never no parallel line to even begin with
Using my weakness against me
You trapped me into an endless game on the seesaw
I grew sick and tired of you
I grew sick and tired of this game
This repeated seesaw game
Someone had to end it
And there is no turning back
I walk off this seesaw without you
Just like in the beginning when I got there
YOU ARE READING
In Her Mind: "Truth"
Poetry"In Her Mind" is a collection of poetry written by author, poet, Phemelo Mojaki. In the book, she invites the reader to get a glimpse of the mind and life of the poet. "In Her Mind: 'Truth'" is rather smaller collection of the book, comment to get t...
