in a field of flowers
a flower stands still
looking the same
as every other will
in a field of color
with lots of room
there is no space
for change to bloom
in this field of beauty
this flower meddles
and wonders why
each flower has petals
in a field of judgment
and rules and stares
this little flower
does what no one else dares.
in a field of eyes
she takes off her petals
despite the judgment
that always unsettles
in a field of reactions
that differs upon each
this little flower explains
the lesson she wishes to teach
each flower stands the same
yet each is unique
for beauty is natural
and it’s not to critique
an absolutely astounding poem written by my friend gabriel <33
4-7-2020