Soy una flor felíz.

We are lillies grown from filthy, dry dirt.
Our beauty comes from our power of
hiding sad secrets from the rest of the world,
and still look awfully normal, happy, content,
even stupid to the eyes of common people.
But we are broken-hearted for ever.
They made us like this.
We are not proud of not be able to destroy
what makes us so unfortunate.
But we try and be normal.
That's why you don't like us. You perceive there's something wrong about us.
But, d'you know what?
There IS something quite fucked up about us, and it i'll die with us.
And still we are happy lillies.