NOBODY knows..

There is something magical about this flower. It smells so precious that it tempts everyone to steal it. It’s not soft, pink, and pure, it’s sinful, rough and very lonesome but, when it blooms, the beholder feels elated. This little flower stares at the endless sky wondering if she could ever know a life beyond her house. She dreams to be free, to touch the sky, to fly high through the darkness and the dawn recklessly, to spread her colors everywhere, to reflect more sunlight and to see the mountains. Her profound desires make her distinct and teach her how to fight with restrictions, for they were never meant for her. She could never say goodbye to her dwelling though she knew she won’t return. She does not even know how to survive alone, but all that she knows are her wishes and that nobody knows where she will end. Everyone used to call them her tragic flaw but she never gave up on them, unlike everyone. She got torn at places, broken into pieces, but in the sunshine she felt...