The Tree

The Tree

Firm roots planted
It stands tall
But with everything else
It will eventually fall

Tension and stress
Give a hard caress
Upon the strong foundations
Of the mighty and endless

Leaves flutter to the ground
Colour fades without tsound
The arms of the tree are weak
It's falling off its clean streak

People have fun with it
Maybe even love it
It has a hard time knowing what to do
Hoping it won't fall on you

It can't control completely what it may do
It isn't simple or see through
A tree doesn't chose where it falls
Or to whom the sadness befalls

The tree will fall
It waves it the wind already
How long will it stand
How long will it hold steady

Hope you're not who it falls on
It doesn't want to hurt you
Hope you're not who it falls on
I don't want to hurt you