Be More

There was a flower so tiny and bold,
yet she was never picked
And her heart turned cold.
And now she wishes to inflict nothing but cruelty.
But what happened to this once beauty?
She let the world get the best of her,
the negativity and lies
and now she is nothing more than a shell,
all because she let the outside define
her smell.
Be more than this,
I tell you and don’t become like her.
You’re worth more than that
Don’t make your life become a blur.