• Everyone starts off as a seed. Hoping to grow a stem with leaves.
    As time goes by little by little, you earn them. Now you wish to bloom your hidden petals.

    Having your pedals to show the world is what we all want the most when were young...just to be our own delicacy.

    Now that the gardener finished it's job to help you bloom those pretty petals, you realize that no one will take care of you. So now it's up to the weather.

    Some days it would be too hot. Other days it would be too windy, or not enough rain.

    Oh how hard it is to be a flower.

    From a young delacacy the flower once was. Time had made it into a slow, but fast withering flower.
    Having people feel sorry, or others forgetting you.

    The thing you wish most that could happen now...is to be a seed again.