Game over.

Must be hard,
Losing your own game.
I played the best.
Now you're left with the shame.
Remember yourself,
we were only deceiving ourselves

What now,
Should I let you fall?
Break you
make you lose it all?

If you love me, let go of me,
Mother,
All the roles have changed
Mother,
you have become the enemy
Mother,
you've been outranged.

Please let me know what you think about my poem.
This poem is based on a poem I wrote a while ago about me and my mom. It's called Lets play pretend.