Me and my helmet such a non-conventional orchid
All intense and kinetic, at best tolerated from afar
Not yet arrested, and by that I'm in-betrothed, though I start?
I am newly coated, I've just not been trusted with alters
I'm a sweet piece of work, well intentioned yet disturbed
Wrongly label-ed and underfed, treated like a rose as an orchid
My friends, as they weigh in, they're understandably protective
They have a hard time being objective
So inside we console each other
I'm a sweet piece of work, well intentioned and unloved
Wrongly labeled and misunderstood, treated like a rose as an orchid
You've got water to me making sure my bloom rebounds
You know best of what my special care allows
So I've lived in my blind spot
Thought myself usual when I'm not
In your guard then there's a nice spot
As long as it is brave and where you are
For this sweet piece of work, high maintenance and deserted
I've been different and deserving, treated like a rose as an orchid
This sweet piece of work, overwhelmed un-observed
I've been bowed down to but so misread, treated like a rose as an
orchid