Pieces

Intro: Each of these stanzas was written seperately and the group together to make this poem

The madness is over

But here I sit

Wondering where this could be fixed

Why is ignorant bliss 

So much easier then this

One by one the petals come off

Does he love me,

Does he love me not

I counted the petals 

Getting what my heart wants

Though it's not what my heart got

These tears have flown

New flowers have grown

Leaving you as a memory

Just something of my past that once was so lovely

I learned that I could pick the flowers to find out if he loves me

But the spring breeze fills me with sweet serenity

Knowning that leaving these flowers in my hair has set me free