09/16/17
Sometimes I'm a lily
I'm steped on and unappreciated
I'm ripped apart in times of despair
I'm torn and shredded to pieces
And thrown aside in disgust
Sometimes I'm a sunflower
And I bloom magnificently
Shining bright with color
Beautiful & mesmerzing to look at
Cradled ever so delicately in the arms of
someone who appreciates
Gazed upon with eyees of admiration & love
Sometimes I'm a rose
growing from concrete
something made out nothing....
and then I am stumped lol
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