P.S.

P.s. don't forget to water the plants
I know you're busy and you might not get the chance to

You are not what you create
Do not let yourself deteriorate

At the first sign of weakness
A hill is not just its steepness

This is the first rain since August
The world screwed on the lid too tight and can't untwist it

I look at myself and I feel older
My hair has grown down past my shoulders

I want time to pass while I stand still
But I know that's harder still
But I know that's harder still



Credits
Writer(s): Christa Wilcox
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