I hope that they don’t rip you apart to where there is nothing left
may they touch me delicately and love me tenderly
I sit and you wonder..why?
so many have gone through my layers just to leave me naked.
sitting pretty is what it is made out to be
why did you choose to leave now?
after all, it took me so long for me to bloom for you
eventually I’d grow back again
standing tall and pretty
this flower could be seen by a whole city
when all it wants is to be taken care of by you
may they touch you delicately and love you tenderly
I sit and wonder why so many have gone through my layers just to leave me naked..
