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The Daisy's own darkness.


I am the daisy among the roses.

I sprouted from the ground.

I grow each day the sun shines.

And wither away when darkness is bound.

 

I hid behind the roses.

I watched the get glorified in the sun.

To stay in the darkness is what I chose.

I refuesd to grow and was almost done.

 

This tiny little light  mine...

Shined brighter than it ever could.

Blinded my eyes...

And those who never understood.

 

I was my own sun.

I was my own darkness.

But I learned that I needed to run...

I needed to run and escae from my own madness.

 

I am much more than I thought I was.

I am deserving of much more that I thought I deserved.

I am stronger.

I am braver.

I am the daisy that outgrew the field of roses.

 
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