i am hidden in layers of flowers
can’t you see the thorns?
can’t you see me?

i am hidden in layers of flowers
pretty little things that spread across my
face in vibrant colours
why can’t you see my desperate smile?
don’t you see me?

i am hidden in layers of flowers-
wrapped around in vines
they are piercing my skin
digging inside

it really hurts

why can’t see you through my words?

(why can’t i speak?)

i am hidden in layers of flowers
in layers of pretty words that cover
my deep scars on my heart

everything i say is in metaphors

and you are captured by its beauty

(why can’t you see me?)

(why can’t i speak?)

and darling, the thorns are digging deeper into my skin