Who’s Playing Who

Why are you unhappy, what’s gone wrong,
is your story one long sad song?
Sit down beside me and tell me why
you look so sad, and about to cry.

Was your heart broken by lies and deceit,
or was it disrespect that got you beat?
Maybe you’re too upset to open up your heart,
it must be difficult knowing where to start.

I’ve got plenty of time to listen to you,
as any good friend really ought to do.
Perhaps tomorrow morning when we wake up
we can discuss it further over a coffee cup.

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