Kaelynt06

The poppies are too cheerful, squealing for even a tablespoon of attention.

Look at how they open wide like the mouth of a Siberian wild cat.

I told you I didn't want to receive flowers, chocolates, anything at all.

You may criticize 

With your finger pointing at me

But you do not rule my life

Does my confidence bother you?

You cannot stand to be wrong 

You demand attention and validation