I don’t know why but
I give men the power to
Leave my heart bankrupt.
I give them the upper hand
Even when I had better cards
Than they were dealt.
All they did was bluff
Their way into my life
With a bare-minimum bet.
They never stood a chance
Until I stopped my poker face
And gave away my motives.
I am a telling player,
Giving away my hand
If men just look at me.
But from now they can deal me
Until I hit the jackpot
With a perfect 10.
i like this poem ...you shouldn't let guys play w/ur heart and break it apart.....u should always be careful when it comes to guys cuz they will break u if u're not careful...it's happened to me quite a lot.