posted on Apr, 9 2016 @ 11:15 AM
Iam so high i hold just one breath up here in my tree. I am waiving to all my friends. Why don't they know it's me. Their eyes are
trained to the street. Well now there are no more stories in my head.
As I lay upon my tree I think of all the turns and twists a tree of life can mean. All my friends enlighten my past. As I am up here on my tree I
swore i knew everything, I knew nothing at all, let's say knowledge is a tree. This tree is growing up just as me.
My tree is up here so high we both scrape the sky. We are so high the wind it shakes my tree. My dear tree please don't grow up like me!