Sometimes I wonder if im suppose to Be the way that i am. Through my growth i wasn’t
Completely honest,trustworthy, and/or humble I always expressed to myself that certain things and attributes take time to grow. In other words mature,yet i feel like the root is so eti es contaminated before it even gets a chance to stretch. When i think that i am blooming or just sprouting with just a lip of a peddle (leaf) i cringe like a catipillar has taken a bite out of me. A piece of me falls ….In due time i collapse; yet i long for myself to be blown Away to reproduce and grow tremendously. ….are there others? Will they ever Under stand? They dont know what im dealing with here.!
Divine Heart
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