Sturdy, Like the base of a tree Grounded, Growing intricate leaves Each blemish, each vein An original stain Each branch reaching out Towards the sky…
Sturdy, Like the base of a tree Grounded, Growing intricate leaves Each blemish, each vein An original stain Each branch reaching out Towards the sky…
The idea of someone Who loves that i’m someone Is a concept I can’t seem to grasp An attraction to me? Or what I seem…
The conservation of energy Is a peaceful state of mind I preserve my epitome Keep it in my line of sight My Motto is my…