The rose said to the sunflower "look at me I am better than you"

"The way my petals glisten
They're like luscious lips of a reddish hue"

"I have spiny thorns that keeps danger away"

"Here I am safe till the end of my days"

And on and on did the prickly bud boast and impose

Only to hear the sunflower reply
"Silly little rose"

"I need not for thorns or petals of red"

"Only my seeds are aligned perfectly instead"

"Here I am before you, Here I stand tall"

"Thorns I have not so I can be picked and kept by all"

Her body is merely an obstacle
A barrier between happiness and reality
She challenges herself to get closer -
and closer
To the bones that hold her together
Reduced to her ivory frame until her foundation becomes unreliable
Unworthy of the beauty she deserves
She is golden, and her hair is glass
Nothing more than an ornament to be adored
She is hungry for nothing but perfection
To be a thread; bones and beauty twisted into one
Filling her insides with the water she will end in
Finished, she is nothing more than what she has become
Not full or whole
In pieces, taped together after tearing herself apart

They share hollow thoughts, they're just clones,
Harbouring a plague of bloodthirsty tones.
Violation begins,
Spreading their deadly sins.
Motivated by the cries and moans.

I've been passionate about our intimate sessions,
But you have been the catalyst to my depression,
Cause I was inadequate and you were my obsession,
You came to my door and opened without knocking,
There appeared a ***** that wouldn't stop talking,
I supplied a heart but my love you were robbing,
So get the **** out and drink your beer quicker,
Nobody wants your Rainier or your hard liquor,
Rot away faster than a queer in Iraq,
And by the way *****, don't ever come back.

My options are limited
And my time is way too long
It's quite unfortunate
I don't know what I'm doing wrong
I know the problem
I just don't know the solution
I've hit rock bottom
Now I welcome prosecution
They see me as a burden
I shouldn't be here
I open up the curtain
And let the sun sear
Now we're all on fire
I let in the heat
They fight against desire
I'm the the one to mistreat
I must make a decision
I'm just too naive
One thing they always mention
I must change or leave