Your bloodshot eyes,
Look like roses in mine,
Your flaws look like stars,
In the night sky,
You are my sunflower,
In the sunshine,
You glow like your skin,
All of the time.
Roses are red,
And violets are blue,
But my face is green,
Cuz I'm,
Great like you.
Don't ever leave me,
cuz I'll miss you.
Your pretty eyes,
I wish they were mine,
Your beauty it shines,
Further than mine,
I feel like I'm,
Just a dead flower,
While your standing there,
Like a sunflower.
Oh,
Roses are red,
And violets are blue,
But my face is green,
Cuz I envy you.
Don't ever leave me,
Who will I look up to?
I thought I saw roses in your eyes,
They were just reflections of mine,
Your flaws are shining,
It's so crystal clear,
Your flower was mine,
That you took from my eyes.
I want it back,
I can't stand you.
Roses are red,
And violets are blue,
But my face is green...
Because... I'm...
Sick of you.
Just go away.
You lied to me.
Don't even think,
Of using your,
Popularity.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My sunflower
Poesía🌻 One of my friends used to use her popularity to get what she wanted. She stole my ideas and told everyone it was hers. The sunflower is a metaphor, symbolising my ideas that were wrongly taken from me. This poem is about how I saw her throughout...
