Everything in our climate changes, yet at the same time nothing does.

Just look at me, I’ve started off this sweet little daisy of a girl.
Aren’t we all daisies though?

I’ve looked at all the outlandish things I’ve done as an almost twenty-three year old woman.
I’m unsure if its better I cry or better I laugh.

The first time I thought about evil in man,
I did not see the original daisy that he stemmed from,
but the poison he seeped into.

Oh, but we are all daisies, I know now,
some of us just don’t get enough water.
Some of us don’t get enough light.
But we grow,
and we change,
like everything else we are a product of our environment.

We start out daisies and some of us form into weeds.

It’s hard to comprehend man being shaped into evil,
but it starts young and brews through veins
with age until it reaches its greatest size.

And then the rest of us daisies die
because we stopped getting sunlight,
we stopped getting water.

We feed off one another essentially.
We grow better together.