Aug 4
In a world full of daggers
I want to be a flower
I know I will get cut
I know I will be torn out
But how can I live life as a dagger
Without a chance to grow again
I want to be a flower
I know I will get cut
I know I will be torn out
But how can I live life as a dagger
Without a chance to grow again
Softness is often mistaken as weakness. There's real strength in remaining gentle in a world that favours the brutal.
