And now, you are happy enough to see that, without all of them, you can fly.
Blue, as the sky, and as you eyes, you can finally realize how free you are.
The flowers that used to upset you, have now died and you have nothing to be afraid of.
There will be stones on your back, wich you can give away for the ones who do not deserve you.
Let them play their games, leave them there to do their childish things. You do not know, right?