life is like a flower
Planted into one spot never seem to leaves it way of life
Standing mighty and strong not letting any thing touch its graceful way of life.
Slowly others come into its world bringing the high brick wall to a burned crips and crumbling its spirit giving it no hope and lost it way for a point of living and loving.
The bright sun comes out from the under world and carries the hopeless flower to life blocking all the negative energy around its surroundings with a plastic bubble with love and support from the world who wants it to be living and happy no sadness the makes the rolling black could come in and **** your joy of life......
I am a plant stuck in one spot with others who care about are you going to reborn your self into becoming happy???
You choose your life nobody else may controlling your life you are you and only you may choose your path