You told me you loved me, so I believed you.
You told yourself you loved me, so you believed yourself.
I convinced my self you loved me too.
We played this life of destruction, without even realizing it.
As the fog lifted, I realized this wasn’t love , this is called controlling.
We played the game of life, without even knowing the stakes.
It made us sick, yet we kept on playing, in the name of love, royalty and honor.
How insane and in despair, does one have to be,to keep on playing this game?