Every line of this poem opens with the same question, "When will you see," and the repetition makes it feel like someone who has asked again and again without getting an answer. The speaker is addressing a person they care about, probably someone they love, and they feel invisible to them. They say they were always there, that they cry alone in their bedroom, that they stare at this person and wait.
The painful middle of the poem is the line where the speaker looks at the other person, then at themselves, and frowns. It suggests a comparison and a sense of not measuring up. The final line explains the deeper wish: to be seen "as me and not as just another girl." The mood is lonely, raw and quietly desperate. The plain language and the lack of any reply leave the speaker's longing hanging in the air, unresolved. The title, with its discarded flowers, hints at a gesture of hurt or letting go, though the poem never explains it.