Sunflower

I want to be better.

I know that I do.

It's just hard when

The only good thing about me is you.

And I try

But I cry.

And you can't see

The inside of me.

It's messy and violent

It's blacks blues and violets.

It's the walls and the blocks

I see when we talk.

And i trust you. I do.

But if you only saw what I knew.

The hands that have been

The comments from men

The looks from girls

The mess in our world.

You're sunshine and bright.

I'm darkness and night.

So I'm trying to get better.

I've tried medication with dinner

I've tried painting pictures

I've wrote my own scriptures

I've painted my nails

And sailed my own sails.

I've done what I can.

So why can't you see.

You'll always be

the best part of me.