What’s This Game?

What’s this game we’re playing?

I don’t know it anymore —

Wasn’t there affection in it once?


I do not feel like staying,

Not sure what we’re still here for —

The rules are stupid, or I’m just a dunce


For thinking once that you and I

Could ever make an “us”;

Instead we’re here amidst this jumbled mess


For love is not the opposite

Of hate, my darling dear:

No, love’s true opposite

Is selfishness



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