Who We Are


People are like flowers, really.

Some are fragile,  some have thorns

some look broken, some look torn.

We all need care, and rely on many things

the warmth of the sun, and the colors of spring.

People are like flowers, really.

Every single one is special, but not always as we seem

though you may seem dull, everyone of us gleam.

We all see the sun shining, and crave it's light

but never seem to mind the darkness of night.

Some look serious and others look plain old silly,

but no matter what kind of beautiful you are,

people are like flowers, really.

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