Dead Flowers

I was dead when you knew me.

Flawed when you pursued me.

Now I've come to realize I was more alive than you guys.

I hope you don't think bad of me.

Even if you do, I won't think of you.

I can water and sun everything;

But if you won't grow than what's the point?

To be lifeless and alive at the same time.

Aren't you dead inside?

You're like dead flowers.

Once a pretty memory now you're a wilting tragedy.

Water yourself.