The roots can’t even absorb the fountain of water that turns the leaves to green...
You picked the flower, holding it in until it withered
The moist dried on your finger; vibrant petals fall one by one...
You don’t seem to know where to go
You already walked around that spot repetitively
It’s infinite and hopeless; the weeds can freely creep
Those persistent weed had caged your head
Your heart is grown into a forest
Why don’t you put on the sandal of catharsis?
Uproot the weeds wrapped on your head
Start the revolution inside you and be the catalyst