I used to look for cherry blossoms in the Spring

Brushing my fingers across the flowers in the trees

Standing on my tippy toes, trying to reach

The beauty floating above me

Now, I walk past the blooms

They now remind me of my perpetual gloom

They remind me of what used to be

I stay inside

Hiding under pillow forts and insecurity

In my coffee cup I see the lost dreams

Now my heavy heart is beating free

I feel the darkness inside begin to leave

Now I look for the cherry blossoms

I feel them sway in the breeze

I feel the life coming back to me

I feel the freedom to be

Like the flowers in the spring

I learn what the flowers were telling me