A flower, 

is all I am. 

A coward. 

You tower over me, 

like a bird. 

Me? I am overpowered. 

You speak louder.

My words are unheard. 

You, go onward for hours. 

My sight is blurred. 

I am a wallflower. 

You are empowered. 

It’s absurd how the tables have turned. 

Nonetheless I am just a flower.