To be a tree

Every single tree

Seems undeniably free

To be incredibly unique

Though, never weak

Trees are strong

Trees are tall

Trees lives are long

Their beautiful, above all

Trees are happy as can be

I wish I were a Tree

But is every single tree

Really that free?

Can’t move, can’t speak

Does that make it weak?

I can be strong

I can stand tall

My life might not be long

But I get to live it all

Now I finally see

I’m glad i’m not a tree

I’m glad i’m me