Disheartening

My hopes get shut down, I walk away,
I guess I had better things to do that day.
Then hear another made up story from you,
another song and dance that isn't true.
Enough is enough, I got tired of your games,
for you thought you had it your own way
things don't always stay the same.
I'm not as dumb as you thought you claimed.

poem by Christina Sunrise
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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