Tuesday, April 15


Complicated

Of all the things and emotions
Unabated
Its love that is most abused
And yet quite overrated

In between the tasks
From nine to five
There is no saying
what is hardest to hide

Because when the truth
is found to be lies
And you don't know
If what you left
Behind still lies

While looking and wanting
For somebody to love
You find somebody better to love
And love takes varied shapes

Nothing in common but this trust resides
You don’t start looking till
You’ve found a place
to hide

Holding the minus
You push in for plus
And there is goes
We’re killing for love

It’s all wrong
But it’s all right
We are looking for something
Fighting those inside and outside


Whatever goes up, comes down
But do we fear flying
For the pain of falling down?

We seem to land on common ground
and yet not see
What we hide most
is how we always
want it to be

And sanity within
Belies
Don’t run in the shadows
It’ll burn with the midnight dies

When things go wrong
we make corrections
To keep things moving
We change directions

While honestly
We never see
Believing everything’s going
To be alright

It is complicated
Put in the least,
Complicated
For what we feel most
We must preserve
hardest to hide

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