Game Over
You try to take the best of me
i used to allow it
but not anymore
go away
i wanna be in a better place
i hate when you say you don; t understand
i hate living surrounded by unhappiness and evil
i wanna be with the good energy
not with the enemy
i am sick of the tension
sick of the hate
sick of the anger
i am sick of you
so just please
go away
find another to play your little games with
for i am finished
game over .
This poem was submitted by Mandy.
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