God Turn Me Into a Flower

As long as I stand

To face the crowd

To know my name

To know its sound

It's good to be soft when they push you down

Oh God, turn me into a flower

It always takes me

It's such a curse to be so hard

You shatter easily and can't pick up all those shards

It's the curse of losing yourself when the mirror takes you too far

Oh God, turn me into a flower

You see the reflection

And you want it more than the truth

You yearn to be that dream you could never get to

'Cause the person on the other side has always just been you

Oh God, turn me into a flower