The Weed and The Flower

We were just seedlings oblivious to all,

The dirt just proves how far we fall,

To stem, to stretch, to extend and Heighten

To the ones above, our lives they enlighten

What if i'm the one not growing?
Can't see the sun and so i stay stunted.

What if she's overtaken me?
Cleared the weeds i just confronted?

She has grown too much and i cannot see, 
What if i'm holding her back?

She has always been ahead of me,
As i wither my petals turn black.

If not for a moment we shared the same earth,

And in bliss i did not question its worth,

The soil beneath in which were routed ,

The roots themselves just one was ill suited,

And for all those rays of glorious sun,

I do not hate you for what you've done,

The future is bright and with that you have bloomed,

For i will see the sunlight soon and if you find you have the room,

A place with you is only presumed.