Allow me to be like a tree
bending but not broken
Opening their stomata to take in water
So too, open my mind so I can absorb the sea of knowledge
leaves of ignorant thought wither and are cast off
Barr my soul as a winter tree
New growth in the spring
Anger is like an echo, it will always return
Expanding and becoming hotter as a marshmallow in the microwave
I wish I didn't hate i know its wrong but I just don't know how to love Like my sister not inviting me to her reception because I don't believe in god makes me hate religion.
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