Plants are like humans, Both born innocent and pure to the world, They both thrive to adapt to one's surroundings, No plant is perfect, No human is perfect, We all have imperfections, We all have something different to give the world, So, what does that mean for me? I don’t know. What’s special and unique about me? I don’t know, What do I give to this world? I. Don’t. Know. Imagine I’m plant/flower, I’d have a thick, strong central stem that would never stop growing, This central stem would then create an abundance of smaller stems sprouting outside of it, These smaller stems would have a bunch of different colors and strengths, The short, weak stems represent the weaker side, The side of me that still has room for me to grow, They’d need extra care, and more effort to grow, Other stems would look healthy, They would be long and would twist around the central stem, The would have a lot of colors and marks, This side of me, Is strong, This side of me, Represents the smart, independent young woman I am, This would represent my hobbies, Volleyball, Writing, Reading, Acting. So, what’s your flower like? Comment below!!
Please NO remixes, I worked really hard on this poem and I would hate to have someone else take the credit for it. I hope you understand. If you having any questions about anything you can ask in the comments!!! Have a GREAT day/evening!!
