I am the flower

That wants to love

That wants to be loved

That can receive, or give none.

I am the flower

That once held joy

But now I wander

Forever emotionless

I am the flower

That craves amusement

Through terrible nightmares

Brought to life

I am the flower

That kills for pleasure

That toys with time

And laughs at misery

I am the flower

That cries in pain

That tries to feel

And feels nothing

I am the flower

That lives in hell

That weeps quietly

I am alone

I am the prince

That wants to be free

But still I weep

Because freedom won't come for me