I used to be
I used to be an awesome tree,
those who walked by looked in awe at me.
My leaves were green, my branches were full.
And I felt so GOOD to be loved by you.
But now all my arms have been burnt away,
they are but stumps that cannot sway.
I still stand tall, but I'm smokey and thin.
My sap flows slowly from deep within.
No birds nest here, or they'd be seen;
I'm a lonely tree in this forest of green.
The winter comes and I am cold throughout,
I wish I could pull my own damn roots out!!
For I can't bear another day,
feeling barren and empty,
no use in any way.
those who walked by looked in awe at me.
My leaves were green, my branches were full.
And I felt so GOOD to be loved by you.
But now all my arms have been burnt away,
they are but stumps that cannot sway.
I still stand tall, but I'm smokey and thin.
My sap flows slowly from deep within.
No birds nest here, or they'd be seen;
I'm a lonely tree in this forest of green.
The winter comes and I am cold throughout,
I wish I could pull my own damn roots out!!
For I can't bear another day,
feeling barren and empty,
no use in any way.
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