a girl on a bench

i tried the best i could
to be the best i could
for even the worst of you
just so you could be
the best you could for me
but the best i could wasn’t good enough
to make you the best you could be for me.

and even when i see the sun shining
from your eyes
and flowers sprouting
with every step that rises from the dirt
i trail behind
dragging weeds
because that’s the best i can be.

a tiny weed
scattered through your flowers
because what you see of me
is what i have become to be
and the best i will ever be
is as great as you make me.

even though this is the truth
i will stay and admire you
until the weeds have eaten all of your flowers
and you ask me to leave.

but for now i will stay
and be the best i can be
for even the worst of you.

-gabina