Flower in the Mud

Beauty in an otherwise dirty existence.

Flower in the Mud

This shit has got to stop.
You say you don't see me,
That I am nothing more than a ghost in our house,
Hands in my pockets,
Eyes to the floor,
I wander.

There is no place for me in your life.
You say you can't feel me,
While walking away so quickly
You don't hear my answer.
You won't hear my answer.

Come here and love me,
Can't you see that I need you?
No matter my silence,
This choice is yours,
Not mine.
You don't have to be just
A flower in the mud.