Game Of A Cheater. Poem by Kayla Bryant

It's wrong, and you know it.
But you have yet to care.
All the guys, they are clueless.
But they trust you anyway.
You've lied to every one of them.
And they believe you all the same.
It's not fair to be treated that way,
like their hearts are just a game.
You know who you are, and this is what I have to say.
Every guy who loves you to the core,
they still don't know about the real you, and your ways.
I don't know what else to say,
except I'm done with helping you.
All the guys you've played with,
will eventually know the truth.
You'll be left with no one,
and it will be only your fault.
You know what your doing,
but you don't care,
untill they're all gone.

The game of a cheater...
no caring, no worries.
As long as that guy doesn't know about the other,
then why not?
The rules are quite simple...
just go with anyone who asks.
After all, you did that so well before.
Being desperate is a good way to win the game.
Just walk and talk like your lonely,
and they'll all walk your way.
If you get caught,
well sure you lose,
but that doesn't matter does it?
You have boyfriend number two...
and three...
and maybe even four.
You have four damn boyfriends,
what more are you asking for?
The Game of a Cheater.
Play, and lose.