Its just a weed, right?
No thing of great beauty
Not worthy of special attention
Just kill it
Get it out
And then dont think about it anymore
So many excuses
For the underlying cause
To kill what was unwanted
And you dont even blink twice
While the rest of us turn our heads away
But it was purple
Deep purple
Blooming every spring
In secluded places on the ground
It had four petals
And was full of purfume
And it was worth something to me
But you dont care about that do you?
It was in your yard; your territory
And you couldn't seem to control it
Couldn't control the blooms
Couldn't control the smell, the color
It came without your permission
That scared you didn't it?
And in a world already out of control
You've created 'havens' of threats and wars
To have something come
Something you didnt invite
You cant handle something so unpredictable
But it is so beautiful!
And so pure
A memory of what you left behind
But you cant see past your perfectionism
But you can change
Let it grow
Release your hurt
And watch it bloom into something beautiful
Just let it grow
