A raceme (/reɪˈsiːm/ or /rəˈsiːm/) is an unbranched, indeterminate type of inflorescence bearing pedicellate flowers — flowers having short floral stalks called pedicels — along its axis. In botany, an axis means a shoot, in this case one bearing the flowers. In indeterminate inflorescence-like racemes, the oldest flowers are borne towards the base and new flowers are produced as the shoot grows, with no predetermined growth limit. A plant that flowers on a showy raceme may have this reflected in its scientific name, e.g. Cimicifuga racemosa. A compound raceme, also called a panicle, has a branching main axis. Examples of racemes occur on mustard (genus Brassica) and radish (genus Raphanus) plants.
A spike is an unbranched, indeterminate inflorescence, similar to a raceme, but bearing sessile flowers (sessile flowers are attached directly, without stalks). Examples occur on Malabar nut (Justicia adhatoda) and chaff flowers (genus Achyranthes).
A spikelet can refer to a small spike, although it is primarily used to refer to the ultimate flower cluster unit in grasses (family Poaceae) and sedges (family Cyperaceae), in which case the stalk supporting the cluster becomes the pedicel. A true spikelet comprises one or more florets enclosed by two glumes (sterile bracts), with flowers and glumes arranged in two opposite rows along the spikelet. Examples occur on rice (species Oryza sativa) and wheat (genus Triticum), both grasses.
I don't know who I am
Am I even human?
Every night I sell my soul
I forgot your birthday
And I'm dressed in rags
I shouldn't drink, I'll lose control
And I know...
I'm a mess
But at least I know how
I can make you laugh like no one else
Such a mess
But at least I've always been myself
without no magic spells
Oh no
No one knows my secret
No one knows my heart
'Cause it's always on the run
I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know where I'm going
And I don't even know where I come from
I confess...
Say you'll stay
'cause it's more than just an ordinary day
Before you go
There is something that you need to let me know
Before you leave
However cruel your answer is
Be honest please
I'm waiting on my knees
Will you stand by me finally
the day when we grow old
Would you fall asleep right next to me
when my hands are cold
I'm a mess
But at least I know how
I can make you shine like no one else
Such a mess
But at least I've always been myself