The Flower Pimp
I created something
That was already there
It just needed me for cultivation
In all honesty, I feel pimped out
For being able to
keep something alive
I didn’t know
The more it grew,
The more I grew
But it all started
Because I created something
That was already there
I made this thing my life
And it made me
I didn’t know
How green the world really is
Until it picked me from the litter
To take a stand
Still, I feel pimped out
But not exhausted
I like it
I didn’t know
Just how good it would be
Once you stood at full attention
I didn’t know
I would know