Flower, you Rugrat,
These constraints we currently deal with are purely external influences holding on to fear as a weapon. I feel arriving in sheep’s clothing might help. I understand these wolves jumping at kinfolk mis-stepping.
The constant rerouting of the sheers is what leaves me shy of termination. I never know which way to step to embrace your beauty while also saving my skin.
Ya hear me!? Doeth me a favor and show me the brilliance of your shield. I want to feel stability leaning into you. I want to push you to be the best you can be without second guessing my force.
Let’s agree to agree here. We all need opposition to babble over like a brook, to keep it humble and light.
Thanks for caring and loving me!