Selfishness borns
that utter thing

Selfishness borns
something to celebrate.

You weren't thinking forward
just wanted your ever after.

You didn't want me.
just wanted your ever after.

and I know I wasn't called upon,
I know I wasn't beckoned.
I know you didnt summon me
to fix what you'd been wrecking.

But I'm here now, Im alive.

As strange as it may seem,

Your complete selfishness
borned a complete me.


And its oh so hard to swallow
that I wasnt one of those,
precious flowers planted
and in pain you hope it grows.
But instead  a seed which fell
from a bird far over head
and I grew and grew and grew
until you wanted me dead.

You gashed at all my stalkings
you pulled at all my leaves
You plucked all of my petals
trying to destroy me.

You picked at my root bed,
hoping i would wither in the sand

Never did you think of what would happen
if by chance i would survive

and then the mother of my creation is who wanted me to die.

But i staid alive.


And now you see me from afar
and you know that I'm aware

of all the pain you put me through
and that non of it was fair


But you expect me not to care.

I'm still second guessing what could have been
if i was raised in the flower bed I was meant to be in.

If my seed had been planted so consciously
that the moment I sprouted was

appreciated.