Would it hurt to say you loved me?
Would it be so bad to accept me for who I am?
Why then do you choose to ignore me?
You refuse to acknowledge my presence even though you see me
I may not show it but it breaks my heart, it kills me
All it takes is a little nod, a smile to show you care.

I hope you'd see me, acknowledge me, want me
Or you could wait till I'm gone, till I'm no more
Cos my end is when you'd finally give me my flowers.