I'm in Check, Mate.

How do you have this power over me?
Who died and made you king?
I don't know why you would play me like your poor lifeless pawn.
I am slowly being annihilatedby the girl you have chosen to be your queen.
Why would you do this to me? You promised you wouldn't.
You promised you would keep me safe, you said you were different than the rest.
Yet instead, you have ruthlessly thrown me into your game.
It is just another game for you, I'm almost sure.
All you care is that your queen is satisfied, that she has enough tears shed to give her satisfaction.
I want to resist this terrible opression.
I want to rise up and show you what I am worth,
but I feel that if I do attempt to do so, you will merely push me down again.
Reminding me that I am a mere pawn in this game.
Maybe one day I'll be able to cross this love game of a board, but that day is so far away. . . maybe even too far away.
She has set so many traps for me along the way. . .
I am younger, inferior.
She has so many years of experience at this game and she has made a point to show that.
She has trapped me in her path. . .perhaps I should turn and retreat while I still have that option.
Why won't you stop her? Do you not want me in your life?
I want to stay a part of you, please let me. I'm still fighting this battle, although the chances of overcoming are so slim.
Let's at least compromise, don't let her play a dirty game.
Stop giving her tips for how to win and give me a fighting chance.
Allow me the chances you are allowing her. . .
I could show you. . .or at least I would try.