Quiet observent true
Oh the joys of being a Wallflower
We laugh we cry we see
Oh the joys of being a Wallflower
Were seen but not heard
Oh the joys of being a Wallflower
We know more than it seems
Oh the joys of being a Wallflower
It's not just you we're here too
-an anonymous poem
I've lost my perk. My colour has faded. I have no more spring. I just can't get anyone to understand. I need a new friend. My old ones left me for more colourful friends. Will you be my friend, an old wallflowers friend?
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I like the poem :)
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry you've lost your perk, it's horrible when that happens. I've been feeling like that lately, I just feel so powerless in my own life, like I was regressing back to old and destructive behaviour. But I'm trying my best to get out of it and in some moments I feel like I'm better and then all of a sudden the hopelessness comes back.
hope you feel better soon
xxxx