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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I line my windowsill with wishes
Little paper petals
Painted bright
Stare at all the gardens on my phone screen
Ask
What’s wrong with mine?
Digging through the dirt of every memory
Hands still shaking from the past
Every time I sprout the ground gives way
And I’m falling back
[Chorus]
I wanna be a beautiful flower
But I’m stuck here
Held in my own hands
Everyone around me’s reaching higher
I’m the empty space where nothing ever stands
Roots ripped out
Every time I think I’ve found the sun
So I just watch them grow for hours
While I come undone
[Verse 2]
I know their smiles aren’t the full story
But it still cuts like glass
They talk about their futures over coffee
I just talk about my past
I planted hope in every stranger
Till they trampled through my chest
Now the soil inside me feels like concrete
Where would new seeds rest?
[Chorus]
I wanna be a beautiful flower
But I’m stuck here
Held in my own hands
Everyone around me’s reaching higher
I’m the empty space where nothing ever stands
Roots ripped out
Every time I think I’ve found the sun
So I just watch them grow for hours
While I come undone
[Bridge]
Maybe I’m a stem in winter
Bare and brittle in the wind (oh)
Maybe all this quiet failure
Is the start of something dim
If I’m never like the others
Blooming big for everyone to see
Could there still be something gentle
Growing secretly in me?
[Chorus]
I wanna be a beautiful flower
But I’m scared to even touch the ground
Everyone around me’s reaching higher
I just memorize the way they look right now
Roots ripped out
Every time I think I’ve found the sun
So I just watch them grow for hours
Pretend I’m one of them
Just for a second
Then I come undone
Details
GeneratedApr 4, 2026
Duration3:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, Emo pop ballad with female vocals; intimate piano and soft plucked guitar in the verses, brushed drums and warm bass joining at the first chorus. Choruses bloom with wide synth pads and stacked harmonies, vocal cracks and sighs left raw in the mix. Final chorus lifts with extra octave doubles and a subtle string layer, then ends on a fragile, almost whispered tag line., emo, beautiful
Credits
Prompt by
Artemis15
Artemis15ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Female, emo, pop
I wish I could grow and be a beautiful flower and blossom in life. But my roots have been torn out again and again. I can never truly grow I can only watch and admire others
