I’m a goddess
And yet I’ve got issues rooted as deep as my seeds
I can nourish your soul
But who will nourish me?
Who will water me
And warm me with the sun?
Who will come together with me and make me one?
Who will make me whole again
After my thorns have failed to protect me
From harsh hands?
Who will bury their head underneath the sand
To get a deeper look at my roots?
Who will ignore my fallen petals,
And look past my broken branches
To help me grow into the goddess I was destined to be?
