if this week has taught me anything
it's that we're all flowers
my grandfather is a rugged oak
i am the cotton puff balls
the demon was a big blue flower
and he is a yellow carnation
the mimosas haunt my dreams 
and the purple roses make me angry
cotton puffballs are trying again
the mimosas were my childhood
and the roses were burning it all down
the puffballs are trying again
this is trying again
my therapist asked me if there were holes
in my cup
there's a lot of holes
in my cup