Being a garden, a poem

Abbott Elementary

Garden

throw flowers

throw dirt

Juicy The Notorious B.I.G.

"and if you don't know now you know nigga"

if you don't stand if your faith

then you will not stand at all

her standing led to her death

death

inevitable

life, live it, on your terms

unlike the garden

you're not coming back

do they even come back

the flowers

reincarnated

new

I am garden

full of color

insects

oh how I hate bugs

I think of their pupose

individually

bees

birds chirping

sitting on branches

dirty

feeling dirty

look at like I'm dirt

but there is no garden without

dirt

throw you dirt

catch

soil

nourishment

growth

budding

weeds standing tall

too lazy to cut them

I lie

to myself

embarrassed by them

mirror

me

too embarrassed to be seen

what are they saying about me

why hasn't she done anything with the weeds

oh now she wants to do something

outside

in the front

so I let them grow

cover

hiding

too embarrassed to be seen

but this me

me

me for me

and mine

inside

I am renewed

outside but in the back

I feel free

safe

I think of the front but what if they watch me

what

what if

what if they

what if they see me

me

see me

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