bloom like I should
blooming like I could
blooming like I would
I was a seed in the dirt
I'm a creation, an art
art of a being
they see materials
leave it as it is
or follow it
they swallow it
without reading the directions
waiting for someone to correct them
select them
to stay here
If they are like the people
I thought we were equal
even with different stories different sequels
we are equal
we all come from the same place
we need space
the air
to breathe
more humans to read
what they feel inside
then maybe then there will be nothing to hide
we'll be able to open real wide
then maybe you can call me a big mouth
just know that we go through same ground,
different route.
