I started as a flower
growing wild from the dirt
that looks like my situations
And yes it's seems
some others cut at my wings
but like fresh flowers
This wears me to much
And I try to hide
but I get scared to
the facts that
I can never fix what has been
broken on my end
even if others say
let them go on
but
that's all wrong and
I think about a situation
where most of mine have passed on
And I cry to all of what's going on
Because I have my earphones on
but what is really going on
inside so many places.
Why I need to fit the bill
for people to feel that I am
not this or that
Oh remember this I am a
flower so want me to be human
when I am really not
But I can tell you one thing
I must blum
And during winter months hibernate
in this month's to come.
And you right
That detail does not stay
true to everything
And some human wants me
to think that I am hated by all
but the true is
why they ghosting me
A flower and sending
ruff to under mind my
thoughts and confuse
my soul. He is who ever
got me on a one way track
thinking everybody trying to
hurt oh a flower of mother earth
A flower which is to grow
without all that bull
yes you are to talk to this flower
but do not take it out
it's dirt
For you will have
people thinking I am
someone who I am not
just a flower in the dirt
growing to this world
And watchin events
out the pot unfold.


© lashes sullivan