I was once a small tree, taken good care by those people around me
talked to every second, watched through every minute and watered everyday
there was never a time that these people didn't care
everything is fine until that day, the day i was sent to an open space
Nothing is around me all of a sudden,
what they call vastness, i call it emptiness and darkness
when there is storm or scorching heat, where is that person that i used to seek?..
was it really all for me?..no seriously was this even for me?..
like love, i cant imagine letting go of someone you really need
does giving up means getting stronger?..or was it just a lame excuse to surrender
well here i am now in an open space, with limitless branches no wind can move my pace
a thousand times stronger, standing high and so much taller
i guess this happens when there is no one to look over
maybe someday they will cut this tree,
who knows i could stay here for countless of years..
but will all of this even matter?.
for this small tree that wanted to grow on a small pot, have already missed a lot
growth is such a poison,
if given a chance i wouldn't do this any longer
because this tree would always wanted to be,
no matter how short its lifespan would be,
just grow with love and sincerity
at the hands full of seeds that this person chooses not to drop,
on a land full of crap
but rather on a small pot.
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