i'm like a beautiful flower

blossoming the the spring air

all people see is the beauty of the flower

they dont stop to think about what makes the flower that way

and if im the flower, your the water

that keeps me living

but i swear i dont need water to live

but my veins are calling for it

my brain is stuck on you

and im falling to pieces knowing the one person

who was always there for me.. isnt.

i'm sick of dreaming about you every night

and sick of writing every second post about you

who knew i needed you this much

and who knew you didnt need me.