Admit it.
That you're a potato that grows underneath the soil.
Admit it.
That your roots have been spreading along within earth.
Admit it.
That nobody has tried to dig a hole.
Admit it.
That one day, you'll grow beneath the ground.
Admit it.
That you'll grow stronger roots and eventually a branch.
Admit it.
That you'll grow into a big, tall tree.
Acknowledge it,
starting from beneath the ground, you will gain even stronger roots to hold you up until now.
The planted roots, to support you,
that has grown into a bigger tree, heading up towards the blue sky.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
Admit it.
That you're a potato that grows underneath the soil.
Admit it.
That your roots have been spreading along within earth.
Admit it.
That nobody has tried to dig a hole.
Admit it.
That one day, you'll grow beneath the ground.
Admit it.
That you'll grow stronger roots and eventually a branch.
Admit it.
That you'll grow into a big, tall tree.
Acknowledge it,
starting from beneath the ground, you will gain even stronger roots to hold you up until now.
The planted roots, to support you,
that has grown into a bigger tree, heading up towards the blue sky.
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