D i s h e a r t e n
I feel like a flower,
But I never said I feel pretty
Or colorful,
Like those flowers
Yellow on a field
Or in the bushes.
Swaying peacefully in the wind.
Neeh.
I feel like a flower,
That you step on.
Because you don't think
It's pretty enough
To pick up.
★★★
-Ira
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