Flower in a Vase

Runaway with me,

Away from these alluring theories.

Withdrawal from paradise.

I stand a lonely flower.

Before you judge me,

know my story.

How I was cut and trimmed

to be another in the vase.

Maybe someday I'll wander my way back

to the beauty vase of every man's desire.

But today I'm planting my roots

in the grounds who will sink me deep.

Maybe someday...I'll come back. 

People say what they want,

Subjective perceptions overrated.

Views floating amidst water,

where they'll soon decay.

Before you judge me,

understand me.

Before you judge me,

know my story. 

I'm not your average flower in the vase.