Do you know how it feels when part of you dies?

When the sky is less blue, the sun less bright?

Do you wish you could go back? Or do you like this new road?

Are you happy with your travels? Are you full of doubt or hope?

Most of our surroundings, need sunlight to bloom,

But do you prefer the darkness? Locked away in your room?

Is this beneficial to you? Are you still on the right track?

Have you rose above your sorrows? Or are you still flat on your back?

you must move past your obstacles, push forth through the change,

Because how are you to blossom, if you can’t accept the rain?