Bundles of roses
Everything was peachy fine
Bitter, shattered, out of place
Then you came stomping in
Fixing me – anything
And I was (thank God) dragged along
And you kept me close
Held me tight
Until you finally got to know me.
Pain-craver
Masochistic, teasing,
Wanting of the
First guy I kiss.
Baskets of fruit
Everything was beautiful
Articulate, perfect, in order
Then you came stomping in
Ruining me – everything
And I was helplessly towed along
But you tossed me away
Like yesterday's trash
When you finally got to know me.
Blood-craver,
Sadistic, wanton,
Needful of the
First guy I kiss.