I can barely hear the birdsongs now
As I slouch toward the sun
Hoping that it will save me

Wilted like a tired flower
Some tried to love
They watered me with showers

“There, there little flower”
They speak sweetly to me
“You have everything you need”

How can I say
So selfishly
That there is not enough sun
Or water
To raise my head to the sky
Anymore

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