Trimmed.
Waiting to grow.
Looking on.
Envious of the lucky ones.
Blooming,
Smiling,
Colorful.
You’ll grow,
She whispers.
I’m feeding you.
But I can’t hear,
Or feel.
Illusions,
Taste sweet.
Distractions,
Are wonderful.
And reality,
Is often sad.
Trimmed.
Waiting to grow.
Looking on.
Envious of the lucky ones.
Blooming,
Smiling,
Colorful.
You’ll grow,
She whispers.
I’m feeding you.
But I can’t hear,
Or feel.
Illusions,
Taste sweet.
Distractions,
Are wonderful.
And reality,
Is often sad.