I’m a red flag collector
A bad choice projector
My hearts one protecter
Though I’ve sure let it down
A bad behavior acceptor
Though they shine like reflectors
I pursue the rejectors
Like I'm some sort of clown
I fall for the lies
Buzzing round' me like flies
Wearing red colored ties
To match my rose-colored gown
I seem to fall for the guys
Who masquerade in disguise
A parting gift prize
Can someone please help me out?
Cause I think I might be color blind
I find I'm way too inclined
To become intertwined
Till my esteem is burned down
I'll wave my white flag
Till each loser is tagged
I'm taking me back
There's a new me in town!
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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