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