Do the flowers mourn when one is picked?
I know that question is kinda morbid and sick.
But I’ve always wondered if they somehow know,
Like for weddings and birthdays that it’s their time to go?

Do they feel sorry for lovestruck dames,
That pull off petals whilst saying their crushes’ names,
That pulled the last petal on “He loves me not”?
Do they feel bad that she’s distraught?

Do they compete on who’s the prettiest?
Each person has an opinion of which flower is the best,
Of their looks are they actually aware,
Do flowers even care?

To feel as though you belong is to feel as if your a puzzle and the pieces of the people around you are fitting together with your perfectly. Belonging is the final feeling of acceptance and always something everyone will welcome with open arms. Feeling like you don't belong can hurt so bad and most of all leaving you feel lost, as though you will never have that place for you to feel complete in.
A outcast
Feeling
Forever lost,
Forever looking,
Forever not quite nothing
sure as hell not something