Treasure Island

Black on Black Arts


Complicated


Tell me It's Alright
Tell me it's not all coming to an end
From Bad Choices Made Easy we're at odds
Trying to understand you but i'm Lost-N-Translation as our lives seem separate
But I thought we were together
I Keep Forgetting
It doesnt have to be this way
It's always been you my life my pleasure
You define me Only You
Looking out my window i see It's Getting Late
You give me this look
You know my weakness
Not playing fair Ooh Baby! !
Why do u play these games with me
You smile at me still imprinted in my brain Like A Tattoo
It makes me sad Sometimes
Whats behind the Reflection in your eyes
Love wins in the end
I believe it Do You?
Back and forth we go doin the same things and expecting different
results Insanity
Insane we are Insanity is how we live Complicated in simple times

Submitted: Monday, January 16, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 24, 2012

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