Treasure Island

Lauren Ashleigh


God please, I think I'm in love.


How can i say whats on my mind
When your always shifting sides
And how can i see whats right
When your always clouding up the light

can you hear the voice i used to know so well
Can you hear what i think i know
Do you see what we've done
We're gonna make such fools of ourselves

The truth is hanging on your tongue
just boiling in my blood
If drawing truths a battle, it's a war you've already won
Pushing all the hurt you've hid so well
Pretending someone else can come and save you from yourself
Instinct hidden in plain sight, i dont think its enough
Oh god please, i think im in love.

Submitted: Saturday, April 27, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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