there are dreams planted in you
and you will try to bury them.
you will try to bury them under the dirt
of lies, of fear and shame.
you will try to bury them under
insecurity and doubt.
you will try to bury them,
but they will still bloom.
because that is what seeds do.
they grow, they bloom.
because stories don’t do anything other than unfold,
and this story you are writing with your life deserves to be told,
for it is art.
~ Gaby Compres