"The worst thing is watching someone drown and not being able to convince them that they can save themselves by just standing up." Maybe I don't want to stand up Or sit down Ever again Today, I am my own worst enemy Not my friend Let it end Zen
when she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. they wanted her to change back into what they always had been,. but she had wings. Life is change.use your wings.
Poem text Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain