Tanned Skinned, Brown haired, and nameless eyes
The chosen girl
Average, brown haired, brown eyed boy
The basic of them all
Unexplainable chemistry arose from a single glance
No words, no sounds, just a look
The music was background, while everyone around danced into a daze
One night, one dance changed everything
Relationship to complicated to single
The game was played, check-mate
I had lost
Pale white, green-eyed girl
Sitting in a pile of issues
Was I the problem?
Or was I the solution to your endless difficulties…
Question the surround my fogged mind
Falling further into a endless circle of memories
Your face, the center of all the photos I hate
Tears, falling down
Some may call me Miss Washington
The rain state.. Which I am in
Waiting, for what
Happiness or love
Mr.Perfect is all but a imagination of my own creation
Don’t wait, time is of the essence
The chosen girl will be played
The boys will be the same
Nothing ever changes
The game will go on
So shall you