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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Let’s move on
thank you
let’s get gone
next
everything
keeps moving
momentum never stops
it’s churning
burning castles down
It’s fog
obscuring vision
you don’t want to see
let’s move on
before we bleed
thank you
thank you, next
on me
cry for help
what else it be
you got problems
they got trees
moving forward
gets pleading
do not learn
the lesson shallow
mist that obscures
the visions Hallowed
everything
comes to an end
see through
bedrooms
Heavens sent
let’s get gone
just keep on moving
thank you
but I’m still perusing
get the taste of everything
I say I’ve learned
but it has no meaning
thank you, next
a cry of fleeting
let’s keep moving
let’s get gone
before we see meaning
in what we’ve done wrong