Poetry

Wondrous Wallflower

Wondrous wallflower,

Why must you go?

Is it something I said?

Is it something you know?

Is it one of the facts about me that you don't like?

Tell me, wondrous wallflower,

Do you hate me?

Do you want me to live in nothingness?

Do you dislike the way I act or the way I dress?

Please, wondrous wallflower,

Tell me why you want to do this to yourself.

You were my one friend.

I had nobody else.

I can't loose you like I lost the others.

I'll melt away like the snow melts as it nears summer. 

I'm begging and pleading, wondrous wallflower.

Is it that their words hurt?

They sting like a bee?

But, wondrous wallflower, you already know,

That your someone's reason to smile,

To shine,

And to grow. 

Wondrous wallflower, stop walking away.

Just stand still

And stay.

You'll find your reason to live one day.

But, if you leave, you'll never know

That your reason to live,

Is me.