A Flower Will Droop Be In The Shadows Of Despair At Times Even Make Despairful Mistakes But If Someone Were To Change Bring Itself Water And Food And Grow From Negativity And Shape Into Something Postive That Is Me I Was Not Born Like A God I Am Born With A Root In The Ground I Am Person With A Crack In My ***; No One Is Perfect I Sure As Hell Wasn't Born Like Yesterday I Hope To Be A Better Someone Tomorrow Even It Means ******* Up Not Every Relationship, Friendship, Is Perfect But The Inperfection We Look Past Makes Us Greater If We CAN Look Past Each Other Faults We Sure As Hell Can Ride In The End For The Heart Of Cupid's Arrow Is Sparked By Trust, Faults, Support, Forgiveness, A Bond That Cannot Be Broken Until The End Even In The End, We All Die But Our Spirits That We Leave In People's Heart DON'T Fade Away They Do, But A Lighter Is A Spark Is Always There Never Gone Live Is A Hell Of A Run From Where We Have Gone Sorry For The Mistakes I Look At My Shadows That Reflect The Moon And Wonder What Are My Faults? What Do See In The Flower In My Emotional Point Of View ~Paris Styron~