Daisy Jane

Laying on my Four-poster bed, primary color huge daisy wallpaper

Dollhouse dusty in the corner where my lonely gerbil died

Zenith stereo next to my bed played Daisy Jane

Longing for a Barbie figure and a California boyfriend

My freckled skin would get baked, trying for that golden Bain de Soleil tan

Kissed every boy and gave them what.they wanted. But they never called. 

Stumbling around clubs and bars, searching, going along for so long

And I turn around and here I am, same girl, same pining, self-loathing, asthmatic breathing and longing