floating:

I’m like a leaf on a river.

I want to resist…

But the current is too strong.

I want to get out of the river but it seems so hard,

For if I do so, I’ll be thrown to the banks,

will soon get dry and brittle.

That would just make me a lot easier to break.

I have no choice as of the moment but to let my self go with the flow.

I know I’ll have my chance, soon.

I’m like a grass,

I may not have the fragrant flowers,

the beautiful colors or the flavorsome fruits,

But I can grow anywhere.

I don’t even need a nourished soil…

I just have to do it in perfect timing.

I can grow anywhere.

Watch me!!!