Pieces
Intro: Each of these stanzas was written seperately and the group together to make this poem
The madness is over
But here I sit
Wondering where this could be fixed
Why is ignorant bliss
So much easier then this
One by one the petals come off
Does he love me,
Does he love me not
I counted the petals
Getting what my heart wants
Though it's not what my heart got
These tears have flown
New flowers have grown
Leaving you as a memory
Just something of my past that once was so lovely
I learned that I could pick the flowers to find out if he loves me
But the spring breeze fills me with sweet serenity
Knowning that leaving these flowers in my hair has set me free