Do I really want to waste another summer being sad?
Am I gonna refuse too bloom with my fellow flowers.
Grow like the leaves spawning on trees.
Progress like the seasons.
Do I really wish to remain a seed when I know I'm meant too grow, blossom and reach people.
Deny myself the chance to shine as I should and one day be picked.
Denying them the chance to stop, appreciate and admire.
Am I gonna hide away like before or will I allow myself to exit the clouds and come out along with the summer sun?
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Anonymous writings
RandomA collection of recent writings from my notes app and personal journals. *Not my cover art! Shoutout google for the pic! xx*
