I came into existence as fresh as a flower
Full of aspirations and dreams
Which now wilt away
From societal screams

I abuse myself
Ripping myself from my roots
Pedal follows pedal
Onto the cold hard ground

I stopped knowing whats real
Not knowing how to feel
Losing all sort of direction
And turning toward silence

I abuse myself
Ripping myself from ground
My petals fall
And I do nothing at all.