I am a vacuum shamed by your emptiness
A fragile wall starving for your invasion
I told you everything that lived between my lips
Set on the dinner table all of my silence’s secret
Your humaneness is where my hands belong
But you are one sad clown in a facade
I am the king whose crown you tilted
Wanting to see it fall in the mud
Expecting to see me crumble in my royalty
Left to the mockery of fifteen year olds
God forbid your ill intentions
I am a sunflower
But you only want to see me naked
Keep me captive and waiting and waiting
Fading stagnant without a voice
Pretty petals without a soil to grow on
Plucked every part that dresses me modest
You are just too human, this is you
But that’s not me
I am the sun in the Flower
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