Rose Goes In Glass Vases

Perfect Bodies,

 Perfect Faces

They All Belong 

In Magazines.

Those Girls The Boys Are Chasing

Winning All The Games 

They're Playing,

They're Always 

In A 

Different League.

Stretching Toward The Sky 

Like I Don't Care

Wishing You Could See Me 

Standing There.

But I'm A Sunflower, 

A Little Funny

If I Were A Rose, 

Maybe You'd Want Me.

If I Could, 

I'd Change Overnight

And Turn Into 

Something You'd Like