Flower

I wish I was a flower in the fields,

with eternal power and shields.

from all the grass surrounding me,

they could truly set me free.

with no harm,

of full charm.

maybe if I was a flower in the forest,

grasses would hug me for hours like florists.

all the grasses would love and adore me,

Instead, they shove me, saying I’m worse than before but they can’t see.

to press replay,

back to child’s play.

I am a flower on earth,

for whatever I am worth.

but I was scarred by their words,

I wish I could hear the song of birds.

can you hear my whisper,

through the pain of my blister?

but I am a piece of grass,

they break and slam my glass,

that conceals my perfect little dreams,

the one that protects me from the screams.

I’m not a flower?

I’m not a flower.