A flower so small and sweet
Smiling petals soft and neat
A splash of colours so bright and bold
A story to be told and this
Little flower so small and neat
A breath of beauty everywhere.

You say you love me,
but humans are only capable
of looking at what they
can see.
and you are not capable
of loving what you don't know.

and you say you love me
but what is shiny is also
scratched.
the layers of my skin hide
a frostbitten language
only know by the foreigners
you don't know exist.

and you say you love me
but love means
walking through a snow storm
I had already passed
because you know you would
meet me on the other side.
but you turned around
because you couldn't see past
the white casted trees.

don't say you love me
because you don't have anyone else
to say it to.
say you love me
when your mind wont swell
if I don't say it back.

I do have a dream....
one I guess no one else can see.
they all doubt me and I'll lay in bed wondering why?
do they not see inside my mind?
I'm sorry if I fail you I really didn't want to.
I can see it all so perfectly.... the way things truly should be.