Dear Little Seed,
Don't be Just like Me!
Be who you
want to be.
Don't be Dead
like me!!
Dear Little Flower,
Are you
Dead Like Me?
Can you see,
what I see?
Don't be Just like Me!
Be who you
want to be.
Don't be Dead
like me!!
Dear Little Flower,
Are you
Dead Like Me?
Can you see,
what I see?
Vent drawing of Tripp. The poem is an 'old' work of mine, it was a vent for the same situation about 2 years ago. Why must I do the same thing and never learn? Why?

