I want to be a little weed that grows in your grass and you can never get rid of, no matter how hard you try. I am tired of being battered and strong because I have deep roots.

I want to be tenacious and viney. And the wind can't blow me over since I am so low to the ground allready.

You are strong Nikko. Very strong. No matter what comes at you, you survive. It's time for some rest and regrowing. No more surviving, my love. It is time to conquer.