Treasure Island

Marcquiese Burrell

(2/21/1987 / Baltimore, MD)

Crazy (The Undesired Ones)


Crazy, Crazy, Crazy
Can I meet with you tonight?
you crazy, crazy, crazy
it would all come to light
the absence of your design
Would only blow my mind

Crazy, Crazy, Crazy
What you made me believe
Crazy, Crazy, Crazy
oh, boy, am I peeved
Didn't know all this time
Don't you know it's a crime?

whose that in the picture?
the image you were caught behind
the undesired ones
always pursue relations
and get caught every time

what if feelings had developed
before I have met you
and if we hadn't met up
Would I know you were cruel?

this left me feeling used
undesired one
you have just been excused

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 07, 2014

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