A flower grows, A flower wilts, A flower lives, A flower dies. A flower dies, Just like a human will. A human will die So why must I live? Why must I live, In despair, In agony, In fear That I’m a burden? I do not understand The cruelty of people, The ways of mankind. The rudeness and stupidity, The meanness and ignorance, The bullying and arrogance That people will do. Eventually, We will wilt Like a flower.
