palm trees
suck
and everything looks the same
stretching on for miles and miles
no beginning and no end
What do you want from me
tell me and i will do it
But then again i know
what you want don't i
you want me to be someone
i'm not
someone i cannot be
Someone who gets up everyday
and does her hair and makeup
who keeps a clean house
and married to a stable man
who provides for me
and to have children
who will take care of me
when i am old
so i can send you drawings
that you can hang on
your refrigerator
someone who doesn't cry
and is always happy
someone who doesn't think
that palm trees suck
And everything looks the same