Assumption

Dandelions floating with ease among the wind

Gracefully with no thoughts at all

Others assume it must be easy for me

Because "it doesn't look like" I'll ever fall

But that thought they created in a second

Off of first impressions, was wrong

Years of roughing everything out

Losing myself slowly, strand by strand

Yet never able to avoid the doubt

"There's no point, if we can't understand"

"Why take flight if you can't land"

Even if it's great to experience firsthand

It'll all mean nothing if you can't withstand

Through the difficulties and decay, staying dedicated to your plan

Dandelions losing what others admire

Every second their fuzz is swiftly thrown away

All for what, to reach higher?

Yet the others see believe what their untruthful assumptions say: "Dandelion will always be like that, having it easy"

All they see is a fake display

They'll never know Dandelion's path

until their perception turns gray