• Hannah Flowers

i want to be beautiful like you instead of beautiful like me i want my only worries to be hiding the flowers that grow in my heart from the awful buzzing bees i want to wear yellow ribbons because it reminds me of happy things i don’t want to be a sewer rat i don’t want trouble to find me i want to bathe in oil and salts i want to take sugar in my tea i want to find a golden place created by a stranger for only me but milk doesn’t last very long and you can’t live off of honey and i know god much too well to think there’s anything left for me rats are covered in grime and filth my skin has no room for luxury dreams don’t fit into drains this small when i close my eyes i’m not queen i just hope that you’re happy

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