Not Allowed to Live
I am a tree that is trying to grow
but gets cut down every time I grow an inch
at the peak of my time I was happy and tall and free
to feel the cooling breeze of the earth
but now like normal my good times are over
I'm even with the earth
and no longer feel the comfort of her breeze
I now see the blood shed and tears unwillingly lost by those who didn't deserve it. I'm here to say I'm one of those
I try my hardest and do all I know how to make things right but somehow fail.
I try to balance in this world
but my world just sinks to hell.
Where I burn and scream to all who hear,
and all who are near.
My screams though are just heard in silence
because I allow no one to get that close
so everyone thinks I'm fine.
Even though i'm inside dieing.