Torn from your life
Like a **** from a garden
Not caring of my feelings
Or even asking my pardon

Mindlessly dislodged
And left to wither and die
Not even given the chance
To tell you goodbye

My love no longer worthy
My caring no longer wanted
And the pain that I feel
I will forever be haunted

But I hold tight to my resolve
And hold my head high
As I choke down the tears
And refuse now to cry

I know in my heart
Even after I’m gone
My love for you still
Forever lives on

It lives in the soil
Where my roots still remain
Tattered and torn
But alive just the same

So like a **** in garden
It will grow once again
In the same exact spot
Where once I had been

It will grow strong and proud
Replenished and new
With kindness and caring
To give only to you

To watch over and protect you
And give you its love
As I painfully watch you
From the heavens above

If only I were a flower
Succulent and ornate,
Maybe I would not have had
To suffer this fate

I am not pretty
I am not ugly
I am not fat
nor am I skinny

I'm not living
but I'm not dead
I am sleepin
but even when i'm not
feel like I'm dreamin

Things be to bright
but I guess
my souls just to gloomy
Feel trapped
when it's plenty roomy

I am here
but I'm also where
I was
an where I might be
If I keep on sailing
this sea

Up and down
spinning around
look like a professor
feel like a clown

Guess I could do better
but it's like cutting leather

They think I'm sane
so I say I'm ok
but I don't know if
this is right in the brain

Can't see what other people think
maybe everyone has these quirks and kinks

I am here
But really I've dissapeared