They say girls are like flowers,
But I’m unlike any flower
That you have ever known
Flowers bloom in the spring,
And use the sunlight
As a light source
And a means to grow
I bloom in the darkness
Wrapped underneath my covers,
Beside my pillows,
In a room,
Locked from the inside,
So that I
Can be alone
Flowers need water
From streams and lakes,
From clouds through rain,
After which a vibrant rainbow,
Always awaits
My water comes from pain,
But has the power to heal
As it falls
From the eyes,
As tears,
Drop by drop,
To the roots
Beneath the surface,
And far below
Make no mistake,
Like all flowers
I bloom,
But I operate beyond constructs
Like seasons
Or time
Or weather,
Of the physical
My journey is that of
Patience,
And growth
That can only be seen
By the beholder,
And to those
The beholder
Decides to show
