Flowers

Pretty red roses blooming

It's in season

The flowers in their hair

But mine are in my hands

Tell me am I a plant pot now

Because the flowers are blooming

And it must be in season now

I don't know what to do when I know I'm different

My flowers grow from my arms not my eyes

My flowers don't glitter or shine

Rose buds forming as I watch them grow

I wish it wasn't but I think it's pretty

But I hide it anyways

My flowers are different

My flowers are for me

I don't hand them off to the pretty boys or lovely girls

My flowers bloom and I cut them off

I keep them in a box

But my heart is getting full

And my head can't hold anymore

I'm breathing roses

And I know it's not Hanahaki

For I have left my love behind

I know no one will want it

Im full of roses and spring is here

The weed killer is gone

So my roses keep blooming

What do I do with my roses I wonder

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