My flower

I remember being told that i have an evil spirit
And should fear it 
Treat it cold
boy dont touch that ugly spirit
leave em lone.
But truth be told keep kicking stones it still will be just up the road.
I close the door and now ignore what's set ablaze inside my core
I turned a stone to a Boulder
made it colder
never told em thanks I know ya helped me grow up.
When I spoke our name
he'd writhe in pain
I bring him near enough to say it clear
you're not alone while I am here

I used to walk around with a flower in my pocket
I knew I couldn't drop it
In a jar, I planned to pot it.
Let it grow
Till my seed had sprouted
But earths just dirt, not firm
I'm grounded
but the world around me
It was no place for flowers
Wind ripped and tore my petals
then swept me through the meadow
And it'd wilt, no light No shelter
My flowers just a weed now