No one will ever find me

If they're never behind me

No one will ever see me

If they never free me

No one will ever hunt for me

If they're in front of me

No one will ever be lost here

If someone looks for them and cares

It seems like only yesterday that I was me

But, like the world, it must be easy to see

I've changed into a beautiful flower

It has happened every hour

I've been watered and nurtured since I was a seed

But we're not talking about flowers and seeds, we're talking about the worlds "beads"

Okay, well, the world doesn't have any beads, so what are we truly talking about

Let's get it all out

Hmm, people think just because the world can change, people can't

They're wrong if that's what they rant

People change every day

As does the world, as we know already