and so she starts the bath 

Filled with roses 

and more roses

She hates the smell of liqour

a person she shouldn't be

But it's fun

are you having fun?

A hat that suits her

with pink flowers 

and a foreign language written across

Our innocent minds wanting to be wild

and tame

and felt

Do you want to see what I do

when I feel trapped

I survive

Growing up means no more dollhouses

or nice goodbyes

You look so old now 

who broke your heart?

Driving to the green hills now

This is the place I needed to be

I am still unable to find those pink flowers

and no one can understand me