I love you
but no i hate you
cuz i am you, your confusing
but maybe we could add some more color?
i don't know maybe some more um yellow?
it seems that it'll be a cause of distraction
from all the blackness you've tried to cover up with
happiness but that happiness is fake all just a form of your
imagination but of course the world is mine right?
why can't i have the one thing i want the most?

in December? Naked and
bare. No colors at all. Stripped of
everything. No one making their home
on your branches. No one climbing
your trunk. Cutting you into logs
to warm their ranches?

Do you want to be the trees
in June? Green! Green! Green! With
babies chirping away. Providing shade
on a lazy day?

Do you want to be the trees
in October in bright, bold colors? A
work of art, raining orange, red,
and gold. Creating a delicate quilt
that unfolds?

Oxygen must envy you
Earning the title was such an easy task, you tried Chaining my airways, only to unlock to your sight
And you did, now decide

Mysterious force invading my territory, I cried
Saving my particles from depending on you, for breath
And I failed, now feel
The void that engulfs me since you left your wreath