While you stay depressed
I‘ll find me a floral dress
and some earings to match it.
With a color so lit
that it hides your choice,
because no matter how much I raise my voice,
you‘ll turn my words around
having me on my knees
begging to be found.
And you’ll sweep in,
save the day,
pick me off the ground.
You’ll tell me you‘re no longer sad
that it was just a ”joke”
and there‘s no reason to be mad.
But no more!
You can drown in your depression.
Have you a good cry session.
”Dont wait up”
I have a floral dress to try on.
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