Aug 2019
I was once an oak
Big and sturdy
Not a person could reach the roots
I planted them deep
As far as they could reach
While the lands before me lay wasted and ravaged
I stood there soaking up the fire
Time passes and here I am
Still basking in the flames
I regret not changing
Don’t wish to be an oak again
Big and sturdy
Not a person could reach the roots
I planted them deep
As far as they could reach
While the lands before me lay wasted and ravaged
I stood there soaking up the fire
Time passes and here I am
Still basking in the flames
I regret not changing
Don’t wish to be an oak again
I prided myself in remaining the same all through the years, while people around me changed and rearranged. In the end I was the fool for not changing, it cost me a lot of relationships which is why I won’t be that oak again.
