A selfish tree

A selfish tree

A selfish tree

Your life’s just a growing tree

Many growing branches

So many growing ways

But everything has ugly times

and rainy days

My life’s a young growing tree too

but some branches feeling old

Sometimes I would like to quit

Because Inside I’m feeling cold

I look into the mirror

Don’t feel as perfect as I would be

Feel myself like a prisoner in my own soul

I want to be free!

I want to feel just like

you get a sweet tender kiss

But People say I’m one of the most perfect man

So why do I act so selfish!!

A Tree can’t cut himself down!!!

So I can’t also do . . .

All people are unique

Some what I first never knew

So now I look back into that mirror

And now I really see

I’m more selfish than I’d ever known..

I am such a selfish, silly tree!

Geschreven door

Manjula

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Auteur: Manjula
Gecontroleerd door: christina
Gepubliceerd op: 07 januari 2007
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