My Sunflowers
My sunflowers are narcissistic and I'm
Getting so sick of it
Always reaching for the light
They grow so tall and the shine so bright
Thought about cutting them and I just might
What is it they're trying to prove
Hummingbirds they love the taste
While I can't get a single date
I think they're starting to laugh at me
My sunflowers are narcissistic and I'm
Getting so sick of it
They make me feel like a total disgrace
But I'll wake up every morning
And hold my head high
I won't let those flowers beat me
I'll look em straight in the eye
and say nice try
Nice try
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
My Sunflowers
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