He Beat Me At My Own Game

He finally beat me,
At my own little game.
He finally broke me,
And made me insaine.

Someone finally broke my heart,
Before I hurt them myself.
Someone finally left a scar,
Leaving me to cry for help.

They've let me know how it feels,
To have a gaping hole in my chest.
They've let me question if this is real,
To know I've failed at my own test.

That boy deserves a round of applause,
For beating me at my own game.
He broke my heart "just because",
Now I know how it feels to be played.