The Birds And Bees. As I stare with eyes that flare, the #life I live of being there. The world is round but flat to some, as you shout to those that come. Dancing mice beneath your feet, as they tie your laces neat. As your tears fall to the ground, they fall so fast but never round. The stars are there to light the way, but if fall it's now ok. Trees and grass that look so green, the wildest that your eyes have seen. So do your best to flex your chest, the birds and bees will do the rest.