Petals on the Flower


Petals on the flower

Pretty pieces of me

Picked by life one by one

Till a stem is all you see

 

Each picked and torn to pieces

It didn’t hurt when I lost one

But as the petals became sparse

So did the contents of my heart

 

Petals on the flower

Pretty pieces of me

Picked by love that I thought was real

To be turned out  not to be