For now.
I say, I can't trust the words I am telling myself.

Once there was a plant, named in a name a plant wouldn't be named in.
Her scientific name.

That plant used to hate the sun, hate the light, hate water, and hate the land.
Nothing wad loved. or adored from this plant.

It was a life with a lot of tears, and fears.
That plant used to be afraid that it's fardner would know it dosen't love or appreciate the sun, and all.
This plant made a change in her self.
And didn't sleep for a while.
A night came , a sun went . And a flower fell.
Autumn had came.

This plant had fell.
Hard.

Flew away to aplace where she was to go to afraid.

The sea.
The plant landed on the sea and found the sand ,the big dark sky, and the waves of the sea.

It didn't make it feel better. It just made her find a new thing to look at .
This plant discoverd a Cold, dark sided Moon.
That no plant can live on.
This plant kept looking in it self to find a way to get there.

It can fly.
It can swim.
It can walk.
Or it can talk.

It only can be itself.

A plant.
How it can be there?

Days , months went by.

The plant was getting longer and prettier.
Longer and greener.
Longer and whiter.

This plant was afraid of someone knowing her hate of light.

Now it makes her own light.
In a sea where only fishes can live.
And plants can drink.

This plant loved it selfe more than other plants did.
The end of it all.