Baby, you’re so lonely
I see you sitting there on your phone.
You wish he would call
You wish he wouldn’t treat you
like all of the others he knows.
You save yourself every night
From the thoughts inside your mind
The things you were told
he’d save you from,
he couldn’t save you from
after all.
Maybe it’s time you crumble and fall.
Wait…
no…no no no.
It’s not time for that at all.
It’s time you rise
all on your own
it’s time you grow tall.
Because, baby, you’re a wildflower
you don’t need him
to grow and prosper.
Not even a little bit,
no, not at all.
morgannicolesite 