What happens to the discarded flowers? They will never go into that bouquet that the bride receives or to that patient who is going to get discharged soon from the hospital. I saw a bunch of them lying on the ground behind the counter. Some of them were crumpled and some were broken. That made me want to compare it to humans but I just didn’t wanna do it. Because it serves no purpose and nothing ever changes.
Some are broken, some are thrown away while some get to be where they want to be. Then again they were flowers but we aren’t. We aren’t fragile as them but maybe a little sensitive and I guess that’s it.
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 