The life that I live
this is how i came to be
i wake up and brush my teeth
i go to bed
i get sleep
i see people smiling
i see people dancing
i wonder why isnt that me
why do i compare myself to flowers
flowers will wither away
why do i compare myself to flowers
flowerst will lose their color
why do i compare myself to flowers
ive never known why
there are better things to be
like diamonds
newly polished diamonds
waiting to be worn by a beautiful woman
in a bright white wedding dress
walking down the aisle
flowers being tossed at her side and all around her
flowers
why would flowers be at a wedding
when all flowers do is die
wither away
and lose their color