I was wrong
Wrong to expect someone to make me change
Wrong to force that heavy burden onto someone else
Someone that has always been there
Wrong to ask him to shave away bits and pieces
Pieces I did not want to give up
The truth is I was not ready to change
Was not ready to transform myself into what the world needed
I see now that no one could have prepared or forced me
I needed to want it
I am ready
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The Sunflower
PoésieI asked her why she was crying She said, "How else do you expect me to water myself?" This short collection of poems tells the story of personal growth and the emotional consequences of its achievement. Maybe you are the sunflower, or perhaps you m...
