I’m just a wallflower,
Trapped inside a picture frame,
Behind glass and paint of silver,
Waiting for someone who never came.
I’m just a wallflower,
An object to be ignored,
And tossed into the river,
And tussled with when bored.
I’m just a wallflower,
Putting on an innocent smile,
To hide all the pain and anger,
That stretches further with each mile.
I’m just a wallflower,
And I miss you,
Here, I am a prisoner,
I just want to come home to you.
if this doesn't get through your head then I don't know what will...
