White picket fence,
house of suburban wishes.
Where you graced me with bittersweet kisses.

Static slumber,
electricity cut off.
When you put me in the sink.

Green blades,
two toned sky.
How you pinned me to the washing line.

Held on by my plastic pins,
you watched as I blew in the wind.
Falling to the mud.
You cleaned me, I got *****.
Why did you watch me fall?