I never wanted to tell

The prettiest flower in my garden

My surroundings are so wild
I can no longer be a child
It's crazy how things changed
It ranged
Life was by then enough
I never really truly felt tough
But now I'm an observer of her
Vision is no longer in a blur
She's the blood in all my poems
Oh who would've guessed
I will always adore her, I give all my promises
She's the her I talk about in my poems
She's the kindest soul
In my heart she filled the hole