Though these simple harsh things came through your eyes and laid themselves deep in your brain like monsterious seeds and though the water may have been given by me or you or the actions that transpired between either of us to cause them to grow, I look at them in a new light. I look at them in a light of the mistake I made and accept and will never make again. I give them a form, in a ring or a bottle of sand from another country that lays simple peaceful pictures. I give these things attention and carry them on my body or in my car, always in my position so that I may look upon them in my times of decision and realize, do I want that mistake again, who will I become, what will bring it to me or through my mind; then I realize, with this help, I can move on, try to find better things or realize that I don't need to be as damaged or hurtful towards others as I should've been. Even Charlies death, or my mothers illness shouldn't bring doubt into my mind that something can be worth saving and learning from these situations, that the love or mistake from them were there for a reason. That they'll teach me and in the end I'll grow.
What I'm trying to say is, those disgusting ugly plants that I gave life to in your brain, can easily be turned into something else with a little bit of TLC and love and be given a new reason to exist. That liars are just terrified people and that might be able to grow up into someone more different than they would've been, that maybe, just maybe, they'll be a better person in the end and wouldn't be the person that grew into an ugly image.
