Beneath It All

See me at my happiest.

See me when I lie.

See me when I am boastful.

Yet why don’t you see me cry?

See me at my proudest,

And when I paint the town green.

See me at my lowest,

When the days are the slowest.

See me as I bloom.

I sway like a dancing daffodil.

See me at night,

To make my heart take flight.

But I am a lonely soul,

Waiting to be loved.

I dream of dreams that cannot be reached.

And I weep and wilt away with my selfish desires.