Flower


It's hard keeping everyone happy
pleasing friends and family
Everyday a different trend for them

It's hard to think about yourself
Breaking down every hour
You're just like a flower

Beautiful at one point
Dying, and rotting at midpoint

Maybe everyone's a flower
We all die
We aren't given the chance to say goodbye

I don't lie, I just cry
Maybe everyone's a flower, but i'm not
I've been rot

Trust me, I fought
But I'm not a flower
I break down every hour

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