I see myself in the fading flowers
That rest beneath the distant sun
Those whose growth has been cut short
By being surrounded by others' painful thorns
I see myself in their broken leaves
And grayish colors
I see myself in their silent griefs
And all their life-long sorrows
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
I see myself in the fading flowers
That rest beneath the distant sun
Those whose growth has been cut short
By being surrounded by others' painful thorns
I see myself in their broken leaves
And grayish colors
I see myself in their silent griefs
And all their life-long sorrows
