A flower that had to bloom

Despite still being a bud

Had to figure it all out

Yet it was never truly enough

Torn between the ideas

And realities and expectations

In the end, you’re just sitting alone

On a pile of hidden confessions

No, you’re not strong

But at the same time, you are

And you don’t want no one to see

That the broken pieces of you lie everywhere

So, you wait for a day

Where your prayers are answered

And you still are that strong independent woman

But also have someone

Who thinks of you as their whole world

Witten By: Leandra Shiara

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