"wildflowers -- i envy them. seeds cast by the wind to land where they may, they stand and hold against most hot, most cold. they persevere, roots shallow yet fierce and free. they epitomize to me all that i sometimes yearn to be.
im not strong like i wanted to be because, yeah ive got muscles and nails like claws, but mt mind is weak and unsure, and even the silliest words can make me feel like im not worth the oxygen i breathe and god i hate being weak.