Garden of Grief

Like a flower, about to bloom, Though instead, growing in gloom, The 'healthy' soil 'helping' us grow, Filled with toxins, sprouting so slow. Look at them, loving their life, Stunning, spectacular, strutting with strife, Under the skin, it's not what we see, Confidence is flat, with low self-esteem. He looks so careless, handsome, dreamy, How I wish he would really like me, But does he actually act like he is? Is he exactly like everyone says? Skipping joyfully towards the car, Family with child, happy as they are, That was years ago, still the same? I'm afraid the apathy overcame. Look at that girl over there, Thin, pretty, doesn't really care, But how is that girl so petite? I'll tell you now, she barely eats. It's a horrible topic I hate to explain, But even 'perfect' people experience pain, So what if they look good? You do too! You just need to recognise the beauty in YOU.