The trees blossom with pretty, intricate flowers
The petals fall down gently on the shimmering lake
With ducklings splashing about, enjoying the cool water
The fertile grass grows almost crazily about,
Roses and tulips and lilies everywhere you look

But wherever I step
The grass dies and so do the flowers
I sit down, wistfully looking at the ducklings playing
Knowing I would never be able to join them

You join me, not knowing why I called you
So I say,
"I try my best to live my life the fullest, but sometimes I doubt myself too much."
I could never be normal
Too many conditions
And a disease
Just like with my curse of
Plants dying wherever I step

So you take me to a whole different world
No trees in sight, but
With hot, volcanic rock- the replacement for soil
The landscape so bare
And lonely
Without life

I am shocked to see
That wherever I walk,
Plants grow

And you say,
“This land is barren, and lost of life.
But, with your step, you can make flowers grow.
A simple flower as a symbol that all hope is not lost.
You may have lost hope from being normal, but you know,
You still have hope in another area.
You just have to find it.”