Let them be as a venus flytrap
always protecting itself
I’d rather be a defiant moringa flower,
dominate, like a shark, the king of the
blue ocean waters, in control.
To have been in that position,
to be resembled as firm and rigid.
Or to be at my worst,
and to be portrayed as someone
I’d rather be in control, and if
then compared by everyone,
I’d rather stand alone
than to make them feel uneasy
by the uncontrollable
I’d rather hide out moments in time
than to make decisions I would regret.
If I could live without others impacting my doubts
I’d rather be a calm, deliberate moringa flower.