The Game

Those games we used to play
When we were five
Tag, hide and seek
I always got scared

I was fine when I wasn't "it"
When I was in control
Everyone else was vulnerable
Nothing could make me lose

When positions switched...
And I was no longer in control
I would run from them for a while
But I would always stop and LET them tag me

Maybe that's why I'm scared of love
Scared of being chased, being vulnerable
I end it before I get tagged,
Before I get chased in a corner with no where to go

I stop in my tracks
No matter how much running energy I have left
I pretend I ran out of breath
Ran out of places to go

I pretended so other kids wouldn't taunt
So the person "it" wouldn't feel jipped
So I won't feel so weak
So scared

That's what love is
A game
You either play it right and run as far as you can
Or you give up before you know if you'll make it to "safe zone" or not.