Sinking roots nobody sees trapped within a barren field a flower struggles to breathe.
She fights to grow hopes to heal one day she will....
For she is the blossoming flower, as fragile as the paper to which she writes her soul,
yet just as strong as the heart that frames each poem.
Im still healing from all the wounds inflicted by an insecure girl, but each day I water the seed of love within me, the more I grow into the confident woman I was always suppose to be.