Dirt covers my Flower
Can't grow much from rain Showers
Grew up with missing Roots
No sunshine...Not much Power-
Care came around, here and There
But it wasn't Consistent
What's the use of riding with a Spare when it's Dented?;
Nobody ever cared to Listen
So, I stayed Quiet...
Lost, running through my own Mind
Went on a mental Diet...-
Had a four leaf clover, but the drought dried it Away
I need a seed to plant my soul With
Praying for better Days