Monday, August 3, 2015

Runaway convict of happiness!


I'm a runaway convict
Hiding from the hands of happiness
Can't figure out the reason why
I was in love and had became a bit careless

I find myself in trouble
U entered where I don't allow
I'll have to run again
But its so hard to breath  now

My mind is heavy with your imagery
Busy in calculating chemistry
Its not a feeling that I'm used to
I lived my life away from devils like you

You cracked the wall of hardest heart
Slipped inside like a Paper or a dart
Manipulated my mind thru looks and smile
Finally u showed ur Innocence of a guile

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