Flower

I'm just a flower in your bathroom sink
The ice that left the neighborhood frozen
When everyone had a terrible week

What do you say when you're facing yourself
When you leave behind everything
And you let down everyone else?

Don't turn your back on me
Save me from feeling like me
When your hands are still holding a bad dream
It means nothing to me
Or so it seems
What the hell does that say about me?

Woke up in a sweat
Facing the wall
I had a dream about your whereabouts
And exactly where that leaves me

Bent out of shape
But not enough to wear me out
I've come to a conclusion:
I won't let myself be weak