It’s going to cut me down
The way I can't help but compare myself to
The other flowers in the garden
Who bloom
So much brighter and bolder
While my petals will always look out of place
And my roots take up too much space
My leaves are too heavy for the stem
They droop because of the burden I cause them

I try and sway in the wind alongside
The other beautiful flowers in my life
I watch them grow and thrive
While I just sit idly by
No foundation in the ground
Or certainty in my growth
There’s nothing delicate about my presence
I only shrivel in and try not to loathe
Myself or them
I cannot tell
Whether I wish their petals would fall
Or if I want my existence to be graceful as well

They stretch for the sun
But I can only make it to the tops of the trees
The trees are tall
But the sky is so much farther than I can achieve

Flowers are supposed to look diverse, not pristine
But why am I not as elegant as she

It’s time to let go of that pain..
Drown the sorrow ..
Find the peace that echos , at the deep end of your soul ...
Throw away those thoughts, that take over your head..
Throw away those knives that cut deep in your heart ..
Forgive those that cut you deep with words..
Control your emotions...
Pick up the pieces of your face .. trying to prove to others, your worth ..
Build a garden with beautiful roses, smell them in the morning time ..
Drink some coffee, and feel that soothing feeling..
Look in the mirror and touch your body at night ..
Love every part of you.
Let go of the pain.

Cold we surpass the skies and clouds?
Could we be more than what we want?
Could we stay out of that crowd?
What if we’ll just be sad and daunt?

With all my hearth believe in thee
With all your soul you love me too
Grow up my love, we’re like a tree,
From small to big, we rise, we’re new

So don’t give up, forever fight,
Be strong as winter north winds are.
We found our ways, our paths are bright,
And light like dark night skies by stars.

Have confidence and shout ‘’we can!’’
Create a world just with your hand.
Spread out our love in all you have,
Go further ‘till the distant end.

And when that day, the Death, will come,
We’ll smile together, arm in arm.
And with grave tears in our eyes,
We’ll say to Death ‘’we touched The Skies!’’