Wallflower

For I don’t have great dreams, but little wishes

But I am not working on my desires but of the meddler’s.

I cannot remember where I failed, for which there are too many to bother.

I rather hide and hope not to be found.

I tried pushing me further but realised I am better a wallflower.

I am no princess but surely a mess.

I never waited for the knight but sure for the night.