Your're like a
Tree
Your branches are rough
Refering to your
Skills of showing off
Impressing
When your leaves are
Green
You become greedy with
Money
When theres a point your 're
Old
you can snap easily
If somene holds you
The wrong way
During fall you
Change your self
To red or fury
Yellow to mellow
Not giving a care in the world
Orange to be sweet and calm
Overall
You never speak
That's exactly
How a tree is
I could hug you tight
But  maybe you won't
In return