I was a delicate flower
Waiting to be picked
And when that day finally came,
I was happy, but only for a moment
I was watered and taken care of
But soon, forgotten
You rose me up just to rip me down
You left me to wilt and to die
Longing for that water you once gave me
Depending on you for my source of life
I strove for that happiness you once provided me with
But I was abandoned,
For a better, much nicer looking rose.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 7:45 PM UTC
I was a delicate flower
Waiting to be picked
And when that day finally came,
I was happy, but only for a moment
I was watered and taken care of
But soon, forgotten
You rose me up just to rip me down
You left me to wilt and to die
Longing for that water you once gave me
Depending on you for my source of life
I strove for that happiness you once provided me with
But I was abandoned,
For a better, much nicer looking rose.