There are so many trees,
Look at the leafs,
sometimes so calm,
sometimes so bright,
sometimes just blowing in the wind.
Some trees make me wanna check them out,
Some trees make me wanna climb on them,
Some make me calm,
Some make me bright,
But most… just blowing in the wind.
I’ve finally found the tree,
that makes me feel like I’m home.
So many trees since then,
looks like you,
cares like you,
loves like you,
and makes me feel like home too.
Why can’t I move on then?
Coz you’re not fucking dead!
– Nim –