It’s springtime, but I’ve yet to bloom.
Changes are happening, but I feel out of tune.

I’m full of passion and determination,
There’s a world of possibilities, but I’ve yet to find my station.

I’m doing my part, but my life doesn’t reflect it.
Life’s not fair, but it’s not an exception.

I’m immovable, trapped, and I feel hopeless.
I’m trying my best to shake this doubt and find my purpose.

I was so lost at one point, but I’m slowly finding myself.
I can’t do this alone, so I’m asking for your help.

I don’t know what I’m doing; I feel like screaming!
Am I awake, or am I dreaming?

I’ve grown and changed, so I’m not the same.
Not knowing what’s next is all a part of change.

I feel like I’m blooming, and other times I feel stuck.
I think I’m just having a case of bad luck.

No matter what comes my way, I’ll come out stronger.
I can’t bear this pain much longer.

I feel like a flower that’s yearning to bloom.
I’ll wait patiently to see who I blossom into.

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