Thoughts From A Random User

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The lonesome melody the trees sigh out
Can be compared to me
The glossy look the leaves received with the moonlight
Can be compared to my tears

A flower that blooms late is beautiful
But not for humans

The reflection in a lake shows who you truly are

Wrapped up in a blanket of lies
It feels nice right?
The warmth received for the storm
But when the blanket gets taken away
How will you surive the winter?

A beautiful flower who can never spread anymore
Why is that

Yet the signs all point to you
But a mirror has been reflected back at me
Who's at fault here?

Is it your pure stubborn ideas
Or my closed in beliefs?

The suffering of a lonesome wolf who has lost it pack
Could that be me

The shakiness in a flower who struggles to stand
I see so many

The absolute sting of being caged in while you watch everyone else walk away

They are moving forward
But you are planted still

Water from your own
Roots planted
Eventually makes a home of yourself
And that's your way to cope

Why is happiness doing things that make you unhappy
For others?
When did it go that way

When did the stars change

When did Venus give up on me?