.
Standing here alone,
at the cross road,
without knowing which route,
is the best route,
just with their look.
.
.
Confused,
whether which will suits me the best.
will it be the one
which seems bright and clean
or the one
which people seldom take.
.
.
But again,
no one will know
if the brighter one means
the brighter futuer
or the more challenging one
will mean a tough future.
.
.
Will i let my pass
and my experience
influence the decision that i'll make?
i don't know
really don't know...
just afraid that i'll get hurt
like i had been.
What should i do?
i don't know,
really don't know..
.
.
And i'm still here,
standing at the cross road...


A pink daisy,
that's what i am,
proud to be ,
although people might look down on it,
“What a pity little thing”,
but who cares??
as long as i'm happy with it.

I'm pink,
because i'm a feminine girl,
although sometimes i might be tough,
not because i want to be,
just because i'll need to be,
so that i'm able to stand strong,
although i'm just a pink daisy.

Though i'm proud to be pink,
i always have bunch of good friends,
be it the cheerful orange daisy,
sunny yellow sunflower,
friendly green grass,
or even the crunchy dried leafs,
for we need all of us,
just to build a colorful world,
a world with rays and warmth of the friendship.

I'm just a pink daisy,
which is prone to be weak,
torn easily by the thunder,
or by the pat of heavy rain.
For what i need is just a big tree,
someone who can protect me,
take care of me,
hinders me from the outside storm,
so that i'll remain,
the little pink daisy.

Daisy,
that's what people calls me,
i'm daisy,
small, fragile,
but i'm what i am,
never compare myself to the others,
rose, lily, lavender,
i don't mind if people doesn't appreciate me,
just because i'm not eye-catching,
or simply because i'm being simple,
this is just me,
i'm happy to be a tiny little flowers,
and glad to be of it.

I'm only a pink daisy,
which loves to love,
and being loved,
which held the strong bond of the family,
and love them as i always be.
It was my family,
which taught me
“Oh daisy, hold on to your believes,
Trust yourself for who you are,
And have confidence in everything you do,
Just because we love you.”

So, here i am,
a pink daisy,
smile brightly and broadly to the sun,
and to all the others around me,
so that although if i can't bring them the hope,
i can always bring them warmth,
and i'm here,
always here,
if you need me,
i'll offer you my heartedly hugs,
if you need to,
although i'm just a pink daisy.

Pink daisy,
i'm proud to be,
and i'll be waiting here,
for someone,
who will appreciate me,
for just being who i am,
and pluck me,
and bring me home,
save it in his arm as his
lovely pink daisy.