I am not thriving.
In fact, I am dying.
I die a little bit more each day.
I have tried to grow where I was planted,
but it is not taking.
I receive no nourishment.
I am not abused,
but neither am I nurtured.
It is indifferent neglect that is killing me.
Left to my own devices,
I tend towards decay.
I want to flourish.
I want to grow.
I want to accomplish
that for which I was planted.
But instead I sit here
in this foreign soil
dying.

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