Is it okay,
That I don't really feel okay today?

Everyone else seemed real happy
But I just felt out of body.

Everything felt like too much,
And I couldn't stand the smallest touch.

...Is that okay?
Okay that I'm having a kinda bad day?

You're not the kind of flower
People pluck and put into their hair
You're the kind of flower
People can’t bring themselves to pluck
And instead water it with their water bottle
A flower that deserves to bloom
And grow

I'm thinking of you
And all the things we didn't do

I'm thinking of you
And all the things we could've done

I'm thinking of you
And all the things we wont be able to do

People force a flower to bloom
And as it opens
It feels the heavy weight of its petals
It shouldn't yet have to bear
It died
But it was beautiful and so mature
At such at young age
Thats all that matters to you
"The flower that blooms under pressure is the most beautiful of all"
You say
But it also dies the fastest