Discourses different style

A stem grows, support for something to come Quiet, calm, nothing special..yet. But then, it forms a bud, which sits in wait For the day when it is noticed. As the flower blooms, no matter what kind Rose, Tulip, Daffodil Its root will support it and give it life As a primary discourse shaping a secondary. And as discourses, if the flower is cared for, Pruned, watered, fed, Then it will grow a certain way, based on the atmosphere around it. However, if too much 'care' is given, All flowers would be alike, with no room for individuality. Society does the same to us, it restrains us and molds us to be like all the rest. And also, if a flower is crowded, it won't have room to develop as it wants If we are jumbled up and expected to act the same, it can confuse us and our discourses. And then, flowers and discourses are changed by time and experience. As a flower ages, it learns to withstand wind and nature And as we age, we learn to deal with life's emotional problems. Both grow stronger from experience. But. If the experience they have causes permanent damage, Whether it be a snapped stem or a betrayal, It will change the being to be different; more cautious, or maybe dampened. Time causes changes, good and bad, to discourses. If the atmosphere changes, it causes changes. Switching caretakers or friends can cause big differences. A flower can become weaker or stronger, Milder or more wild. Some may adapt more completely, While others will integrate their past with their present. The past life they led will always affect them But the current life they lead is the one that rules them. There was once a flower That sprouted in a greenhouse With a caring gardener to keep it out of harm's way. Then it was taken outside, exposed to the world, But the gardener tried to stop it from free growth, From it's own path. When the gardener was away, the flower made friends And was influenced and changed because of it. The flower went from shy and quiet, isolated and collected To bubbly with dazzling colors, blooming with explosion to attract butterflies. It learned to live and have fun, and make others laugh. Who's the flower? Me.

Response to D/discourse

A Discourse is basically a manner of behavior and personality consisting of different combinations of speech, attitude, and actions. My main discourse that my friends see is a really hyper, bubbly one. However, people who either don't know me or who I don't know see a pretty quiet and collected, intelligent person. This can occasionally cause some confusion or complication for me when I revert to one or the other when I'm in the wrong atmosphere, like when I'm quiet around my friends because I don't have much to say. That makes them think something's wrong. But with the opposite, if I'm loud in class, everyone is surprised that such a little girl could be 'like that'. My Discourses usually help me though, since they're so different. I can use them in completely opposite situations and still be appropriate. My Discourses reveal themselves differently based on where I am and who I'm with; for example, if I'm with a teacher I don't know, I'm generally a bit held back, but if I'm with my best friends then I can be as crazy as I want to be. And neither feels really unnatural for me. For me, I feel like my primary discourse was a calm, innocent and intelligent one, but it doesn't seem as 'me' anymore, not like my loud, excited side. It's like I morphed into a different person over the years and changed from a quiet person to *BOOM*