I can be hurt and broken
I can be slightly off key
I can be silently soft spoken
but don't listen to me
I can be repressed and angry
I can be secretly ******
but don't listen to me
because there are some things
I missed
I forgot to tell you about
how I finally got that hug
and when I got an I Love You
from my Daughter
whom I adore more than above
I never come back to say
that the beaten path
was more a simple stroll
inside a park
When the clouds moved away
and it was a beautiful day
I forgot to take back
my darkest thoughts
I left out how so much joy
fills my ever changing world
don't listen to me
when I'm stuck in a moment
those petals have unfurled
It's a garden sometimes neglected
until there's evidence of a tree
and little sprouts of glad flowers
don't listen to me