I'd pick you flowers from the field
Words from the most amazing individual I've met in my life
A independent woman to treat anyone right
Genuine beauty
Genuine soul
Unique and beautiful
R.I.P forever with hopes to cross you again
But until then I've been struggling with the world lately
Hanging on barely
A beautiful tragedy
I'm trusting less
Living to forget
Always depressed
Now I'm wishing I was in a field picking flowers for someone to love and adore me
Remind me what it's like to be happy
Fighting off the world during rotation
I'm at war with my imaginations
Loved ones checking on me
I've forgotten to live my reality
Pick me flowers and leave them by my journals
I'll be back later