“It’s been days… no one has picked me yet.
I was fresh… bright… full of life.
But now… I can feel myself slowly fading.
Why does everyone choose the perfect ones… and leave me behind?
I’m still good… I still have value…
I just needed a little sooner… a little care…
Before it’s too late…”
👉 Tone: s…
“It’s been days… no one has picked me yet.
I was fresh… bright… full of life.
But now… I can feel myself slowly fading.
Why does everyone choose the perfect ones… and leave me behind?
I’m still good… I still have value…
I just needed a little sooner… a little care…
Before it’s too late…”
👉 Tone: sad, slow, emotional
👉 Voice: soft, slightly shaky