He was a strong man with a strong passion. Yet you envy he was liked so much. You wish you could be treated like a person as well. Yet you turned around and started at the cold marble floor. You've gone tired of being imperfect and trapped in your room from your parents neglecting you. Suddenly your eyes awoke to the Buddha's staring at you. "Dear soul..Take my hand.. We'll be free together!" He smiled happily as he held purple flowers of all colors.