Play Me!! Play Me!!

I have this 'Fling' thingy at work.. and woopsie, I did end up as 'the other woman' Gee. Greeaaattt!
Am I proud? No. What sucks more is that the Original girl is a friend.. not a dear one, but still, a friend. Argh. Slap me now. Wake me up. I just want to have fun. But yeah, it's not so much fun specially that I am very much aware that I'm stepping on a friend's own happiness..

It's a beautiful mess. See. I still think it's beautiful even if it's a mess!!! What have gone to my head, I do not know.


Your style is quite selective, Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear'
Cause here we are, here we are