Bouquet

I've got this big ol' box with all of these flowers
 Aren't they pretty
 I'm walking for hours feeling witty
 So I stumble upon you not having a good day
 So I say, hey hey, just take one of my flowers
 And you say thanks
 And it brightens up your day and you head on your way
 Now I have one less flower but that's okay because I say that I'll be okay
 Just 7 pretty flowers all wrapped in a box
 I wish they were limitless but they're not
 She sits in the corner crying and I wipe her tears with a large sunflower and
 She takes it and gets filled with joy
 And I sink a little bit deeper
 But that's fine
 Because I've still got some flowers left
 I think some of them I should've kept
 But it's too late now, because I'm helping other people
 So that makes it ok it's not too late
 Another day another flower
 Are you okay another flower
 Out of harms way
 Another day another flower
 3, 2, 1 flowers left and I'm running oh so low, so low on life that I once had
 I take a glance at my friend in the garden
 
 And they need a flower
 
 So I debate to give my flower to give them the power of joy in their life
 And fight away any sour thoughts that they have every single day
 And take it on myself as I drift far away
 Deeper into the dirt I crawl like my flowers
 Cause I'm all out and I'm all out of sun
 I wish I never had any flowers
 Because now like a vase I'm empty
 But at least everyone else has my flowers and that makes them happy
 So maybe it's worth it in the end a hand I could lend
 Yet I'm losing grasp on my own sense of life
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 But then I see her from across the room
 She grips a bouquet of flowers and so brightly they bloom
 Behind me the darkness looms so soon a tomb
 But I take a step towards her
 And her smile is like the water to my non existence flowers
 She hands me a rose and her soft skin is like the sun
 It nourishes the dark that I've been hiding in for so long
 I have a flower once again, and happiness is where I seek
 And maybe, just maybe, a whole garden I'll keep
 So always hold onto your flowers
 For when the days get sour
 You'll always be able to go back to that flower