I may look tough
but I am flower
fragile
my petals do break
quite easily too
you don't bother me
I won't hurt you
but this flower
can also be a deadly thing
with thorns and vines
poison that stings
I pack a punch
I know what I want
you try to walk on me
I'll eat you up
flower
that's would they call me
just a fragile plant, you see?

The rest of the world is black and white,
dull and full of fright.
Words are meaningless,
no one to address.
Life seems so empty,
all alone with no company.
Skin feels so dull,
already close to being numb.
Living without love,
made one unsure of what she’ll become.

But then she met with his eyes,
it put her out of her demise.

Her world now full of color,
everything had gotten better.
Words are no longer just words,
they are calls.
She no longer lives alone,
together they stand strong.
His hands no longer hands,
they are caresses.
Love is no longer love for her,
it is him.

They say we are
What we believe we are,
So I guess
I was the only one
Who believed in
What we could have been.