Oh, how I wish I were a tree,
tall and green.
Thriving
with water and dirt
Oh, how I wish I were a tree,
grounded and strong,
With strength unlike any other.
Oh, how I wish I were a tree.
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In The Mind of Depression
PoetryA "book" full of poems, from a depressed child. These poems are just sincere words and do not (and will not) always make sense, so I antecedently apologize.
Trees
Oh, how I wish I were a tree,
tall and green.
Thriving
with water and dirt
Oh, how I wish I were a tree,
grounded and strong,
With strength unlike any other.
Oh, how I wish I were a tree.
