Germination
You don't know, but I'm a little crazy sometimes. Mostly about you. You don't know, but sometimes it's hard for me not to cry, that's about you too. My brains underwater, and it's a little clogged. Sometimes I can't see farther, than what I want. Than what I'm not. But I've got to appreciate, what I am, and what I do. Even if that's not impressive, to Someone Like You. And I won't grow, unless it's on my own time. And I won't break unless I'm alright. I've got places to be. I've got strength underneath, and I am not yet a tree. So I grow like a seed. I will grow like a seed. That's what I need. To be a tree.
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