Dont Be A Player

Look through your bloody shut eyes,

Now look a bit harder,

Your words don't translate,

and its getting quiet late,

Dont go hooking up with each mate,

Life has no garantee of enjoyment,

I will not entertain you,

Nor will I mantain you,

So stop,

And think about it,

Before you do the same mistake,

Again.

Reviews

[Liza]

hmmm what kind of player are we referring to?
a gigolo?
it was a smooth write

[paul]

excellent. powerful, forcef ul poetry.

[.]

truthful write here, so well said.

[vincentbals]

again great poem... i like the subject. the truth must be told!