What if I told you that I'm raw?
What if I told you that I'm broken?
What if I told you I feel like crying?
Well. I do.

What if I told you that I'm burdened?
What if I told you that I'm sad?
What if I told you that I'm empty?
Well. I am.

Everything I feel is enough to end me
Everything thought is torture
Every time I look around
All I feel is alone.

But... Maybe not.
See I found something.
Something that fills me with joy.
Something lift me up.

A single flower.
It's a bit tattered and worn
But I sympathize with it.
And it understands me.

In the light of day it's beauty abounds
At night it's color won't fade
Cause this flower is true, consistent
And is committed to growth

Sure the flower has it's flaws
It's colors may sometimes fade
But that's ok.
Nothing perfect deserves real love.

No I love this flower.
How I do doesn't matter.
All that matters is that it made the difference
In my darkest hour.

Yes it made the difference
Between death and life
All I hope is that someday
I can repay my beloved flower.

I'll do what I can to nurture it,
Put it in the light as the day ages
And at night I'll put it back where it belongs
Cause even a small flower has it's place.

From now on though,
I hope it's place is near me.
Cause this flower made all the difference.
And it's all I need.

Yes, it made all the difference.
I just hope I can return that precious gift.