Waterlily

I'm one of Monet's Water Lilies From afar I'm okay But when you get near me You can see I'm just brushstrokes Loosely held together Putting up a façade That I'm something better I'm a mess, I'll confess Hold my hands Take off my dress And see what a mess I really am for you I want to know that you're a mess, too I'm one of Degas' Ballerinas Chaotic beauty, but far from prima In the limelight, pretty pirouetting But Impressionism can give the wrong impression Black stains down my cheeks From my mascara, crying But, babe, if you're the painter I can be your muse And you can be my saving grace Learn my body 'til you can place All my tan lines And my tattoos I'm a train wreck Yet somehow I'm the one you chose I'm one of Monet's Water Lilies I'm one of Degas' Ballerinas Black stains on my face and bandages on my ankles Beautiful disaster Beautiful disaster Beautiful disaster Beautiful disaster