Myspace, The Devils Playground Poem by Frankie Stamey

Myspace, The devils playground, Take a look around
Playing over here, Playing over there, Playing everywhere
I logged on the other day, There he was, The devil in desguise
Right on myspace page, Looking pretty smart but, I had him figured out

He thought he was gonna make me pout, But all he did was make me shout
Telling me about a woman already left behind, Thought he would blow my mind
But not this time, Then there he was in email, Still looking kinda pale
His news was stale, I already heard this tale

The news he had was old and outdated, It was my mind he underestimated
I would not waste my time listening to the devil, With his ill will toward my inner self
Trying and trying, He could not get through to me, He just didn't understand,
I'm a new man, Not living in the past I left behind, Closed the door on the chapters of days gone by

Looking forward to happier times, Even if only in my mind
I'm just saying the devils playground is here, And there and everywhere he chooses to play
But this time I kept him at bay, Tomorrow is another day
The devil will return, But I have become a master of the game

And now he's the one to run day after day, The Devil will play games with me
And try to make me blue, But I've already been there and done that
I would've thought
He already knew