Hidden away from the light
A blossoming flower left to die
Her potential not met
Not by any fault of her own
but that of those whose expectations
grow cold lying in minds filled with doubt and lifeless thought.
Her own mind wilting like that of a starved rose
- by Soulgirl
A poem i came across on a board, haunting.
A blossoming flower left to die
Her potential not met
Not by any fault of her own
but that of those whose expectations
grow cold lying in minds filled with doubt and lifeless thought.
Her own mind wilting like that of a starved rose
- by Soulgirl
A poem i came across on a board, haunting.