Water Me

ViolenceEndeavour

If I could have anything in my life,

I'd want something to stay.

I water my plants with love,

I make sure to do it each day!

 

Although, I tend to water too much,

I don't understand how.

If my plants truly felt loved, 

how could they possibly drown?

 

One after another,

I cant get them to stay.

The sun isn't a problem,

'til my plants wither away.

 

Maybe they just aren't for me,

But who wants to be alone?

They seem so nice and green,

Even if they die when they are grown.

 

My neighbour keeps theirs alive,

all my friends keep theirs to show,

I thought I could too,

but mine will never grow.

  • Author: Vio (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 7th, 2026 10:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: I love too much, and people are just like plants. we all need someone to take care of us.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 1


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