It's hard to get the hang of life
Because it is pain
So mostly I like to be terrified
Or terrify
It's all the same to me
Praying that I have a friend
Someone who will always be there
Praying that I will not be alone
So I have something to show in reunions
Hopefully I can digest these feelings
That don't really seem to be there
How am I going to find myself
When what I fear
I already am
There is freedom in acceptance
There is no wrong to right
I am a flower
Aching to bloom
There are just flowers
That don't bloom so soon