I'm drunk and I think you're stupid
and conceited,
egotistical and shallow
A frost colored ****,
slowly creeping around
whichever plant
is unlucky enough to be nearby

"How lucky I am!"
thinks the plant,
"That such a beautiful vine,
chose me to embrace!"
It dies slowly,
and dumb
Dumb, even for a plant

I saw you,
through rose colored lenses
But now they're just red
So, *******

I'll see you tomorrow