I am champagne

Pink ribbons, pretty bows,
handcuffs like no one knows
I talk about the things we’d do
if you knew that I wanted too-
pretend we don’t
like the world don’t know-
I didn’t gloat
riding that free slit float-
I got the pink ribbons,
I got the pretty silk bows,
I may be a grown woman
but that shit I’ll never show
act fast and die hard
live it up and regret large
pink ribbons and daffodils
I got the flowers to pay the bills
I got that girlhood
grown woman make you feel good
I am that free champagne
doe eyed-you’d go insane.
I act like pretty in pink
too far off from being sixteen,
I talk and walk so hard
got that free flag up as art,
pink ribbons and pretty bows
I rock that cheap shit
like the world don’t know
handcuffs in fur my body bent back
I keep pretending
like my innocence isn’t on tap
while the whole world’s drinking
pretty ribbons keep me flat
girlhood is flaunted artificial at that
pretty pink ribbons, soft and wet
I make decisions I’m bound to regret

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