you become what you grow and i grew a lot of things

i was hardened by the world, it shaped me with its hands

you become what you grow and one day someone

finally

put me beside a window

and watered me

i grew love and so i became love

i admire so many of you, seek out your

little pieces of humanity and hold onto them

as tight as I can.

you don’t know that someone is

rooting for you, even as they resist

becoming

you.