jueves, 10 de febrero de 2011

Orchid - A.M

Me, and my helmet such an un-conventional kid



All intense and kinetic, at best tolerated from afar

Not yet arrested, and by that I mean betrothed

Though a start I am newly courted


I've just not been trusted with alters



I'm a sweet piece of work, well intentioned yet disturbed


Wrongly label-ed and under-fed, treated like a rose as an orchid



My friends, as they weigh in, get understandably protective


They have a hard time being objective


So inside we cancel each other out




I'm a sweet piece of work, well intentioned and unloved


Unlabeled and misunderstood, treated like a rose as an orchid



You've brought water to me, making sure my bloom rebounds


You know best of what my special care allows



So I've lived in my blind spot


Thought myself usual when I'm not

And your garden is a nice spot


As long as it is brave and where you are



For this sweet piece of work, high maintenance and deserted


I've been different and deserving, treated like a rose as an orchid


Sweet piece of work, overwhelmed un-observed


I've been bowed down to but so misread


Treated like a rose as an orchid

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