I'm a girl
sweet
but brokenI'm a flower
Beautiful
but witheringI'm a cloud
high
but lostI'm the rain
pure
but fallingl'm the wind
free
but invisibleBroken pieces
either cutting and hurting
or filling the empty gapswithering crispy leaves
either dying
or falling to blossom again in a better lifelost and scattered across the air of blue
either suffering from the heavy weight
or happily letting go to nourish the growing spurts of greenpure drops falling
either getting dirty along the way
or cleaning the dirt off people's heartstravelling through thin air
either howling and whimpering due to the invisible status
or kissing the tears away from the saddened eyeslike asking a flower
tearing the peatles
whispering words of pleaone day it's a 'yes'
the other is a 'no'it's helpless and disappointing
with no defined answerso many possibilities
stuck between
Either..or..with no simple answer
or a mere gestuer
to tell the lost soul of minejust who am I?