It's all a game , but all games have a how to play
If life was a game , where are the rules we live by today
If we are players , where are the judges with the final say
Is it because it's all a game that you treat me this way.

Fine ,it's a game, what is the reward though
What can be so worth tearing another person down so...
What joy do you feel as you stab with your smile and let my blood flow
What logic is there to your game,I'm desperately trying to know

It hurts to think about how much fun you must be having
I'm ashamed of myself for the joy i get from knowing what you are wearing
A real player of this game would know better than lay down all his cards
Only for a prize that he will be sharing

To be honest I'm really **** at games, I still hate to lose
It seems the only way I win is if first place came in twos
It's possible im not good enough, but I no longer know what is true
The truth is Iv never been a player , I'm no match for you

What are you after my dear , and is it really worth my pain
Is your sleep only peaceful on the bleeding hearts you've claimed
Are the words IV heard true of the player with many victims slane
If so I am blessed ,at least I was able to add a little to your fame

And so I wait,
and watch as another steals smiles that belong to me,
I wait
as another takes in the beauty that only I should see,
I wait
as another feeds on the warmth she gives to him leaving her weary,
I wait, I hurt, I weep
but I cannot have her till I am certain that I can set her free

But

She will know
The memory of her still burns fresh and new in my mind
She will know
My heart is forever in two and she owns the other side
She will know
She is the only one for me no matter how far, I'll follow close behind
She will know, i hope she knows
She is my sky, worth all the stars that men can find

Though

I want to
Undo all she has suffered ,all the pain she has built walls against
I want to
Free her wings ,convince her that with me those walls are waste
I want to
Look in her eyes,mock chaste and patiently wait as not to invoke what comes of haste
I want to, I need to
Let her come to me, with her scars and bruises and hurt, though slow, to me she is never late

Thus

I will
Not push, but gently nudge ,as a parent does one she loves dear
I will
Like a lovers wisper in a dream, utter unheard words but the feelings are clear
I will
Never assume, till she sees me ,I'll only ever be her peer
I will, I will always, I will forever
Someday be the source of her joy, with a love so intense Cupid might have used a spear

Cut me ill bleed
Lie to me I'll hurt
Your emotions are hard to read
You change them like a shirt

Hit me I'll bruise
Ignore me I'll whither
You could never ever choose
Then again you never chose me either

Drop me I'll break
Look down on me I'll shrink
I give and you take
Give me poisoned water I'd still drink

My emotions are my blood
The more I lose I might die
So cut me and I'll bleed
I'll bleed till I'm dry

-Hugo

Can we try not to lie to each other,be each other source of stress
Can we try not to ignore each other, create more ice
Can we try to be open with each other, free to express
Can we try to really talk , not just fill out chats with emotionless Hi's

Try to understand, I'm not good at this
Try to understand, no one is
Try to understand,I'm careful with my love
But I do understand, without love we'll starve

Try with me, the harder it is the higher it's value
Try with me,we will use our own rules made for ourselves
Try with me, all I feel I want you to feel too
Trust me and I'll love as if I'm under a thousand spells

-Hugo

She asked absentmindedly if he is happy truly
Through a dozen shields of complements and praises her question went through
The three words a catalyst to a stagnant volcano making it unruly
Once upon a time he wanted to be happy too

Not every thing is for sale and yet everything has a price
They say happiness can't be bought but to have it comes at a cost
He tried for so long to focus on things that brought him joy
A foux path led him so astray he could barely feel all he had lost

Blame may be relative but guilt is always true and final
The weight of his selfishness bore down on him
The result of so much time wasted on nothing sent him into a pity spiral
He learned that to want joy had become his greatest sin

Perhaps the type of happiness he saught was the problem
He met reality like a freed slave learning no one is really  free
'are you happy' she asked again wanting an answer
With a heavy smile, he said 'happy has never been for me'

By-Hugo

The girl child is strong, I was raised up to know
The girl child is rarely wrong, even when it's not so
Though a fragile build, a fire in her shows
The girl child is always the first to take life's heavy blows

The young girl works hard, at school and at home
The young girl learns duty, engraved in every bone
The young girl dresses well, her look like polished stone
Weight of family, weight of duty, weight she bares alone

The teenage girl has personality, she learns to artfully speak
The teenage girl has attraction, hence the company she keeps
The teenage girl  is temped but the bucket of weight and duty never ever leaks
She wants to be free like the boy, in frustration she can only weep

The young lady is focused, determined without fear
The young lady has barriers,that she slowly begins to tear
The young lady is pressured by society, more duties come near
The young lady graduates well, because of her *** her future is still unclear

The woman is taken in only for the beauty of her face
The woman is the minority, in every single race
The woman is more qualified, but for her there's just no space
It is a man's world, didnt she ever learn her place

It's a cruel world for her if she doesn't become strong
It's a cruel world for her if she cries at every wrong
It's a cruel world for her if she mistakes life for a song
Be strong woman, for woman's  life is usually very long

By-Hugo

I seek the mystery of the night, I crave the one wearing midnights lace
I need to see the depths of her darkness and become lost in her velvet embrace

I seek truths unseen by normal men, only ever beheld under a sunless sky
To humble myself and plead again and again, her attention a shooting star, still catch it I will try

Her skin dark, with a sheen as though stars are lined underneath
Her eyes all seeing, the secrets they hold and the truth they know
Her lips the lock in which few if any man or woman hold the true key
A blasphemous thought to think there is a flaw in her from head to toe

I am mesmerized by the dark skin of the lady with a lions name
I am trapped by the possibilities of the girl with the gun firing roses
The dark woman, a lioness that no sane person will ever try and tame
I am enchanted, at great risks I must get to know her dispite the threat she poses