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