It seems like I’ve forgotten about trees and branches.

My mind is a mess like a clutter of feelings.

For I have not been taking care of them leaves.

Those who left, I’ve let them leave.

For I don’t have time for fairies in the sand.

Their wings break and want me to pick them up,

while my wings been broken since the war.

Who were there for me? Who reached their hand to me?

No one.

No one.

No one.



I may have forgotten about the trees and their branches.

But with a messy mind, you gotta sort and sort out that clutter.

I have no one to be by my side, like the tree and their branches.

Who has the time for being a hero?

Not me?

Not you?



We may feel hopeless.

We may feel lonely..

But through the night we hear the silent sound of voices.

From all the sides of the forest.

Every soul on their bare knees, they are shouting their mightiest roar.

But all we can hear is a silent whisper.

But her brothers and sisters are also on their knees, and shouts with her.

Together they form a flowing wave of sound to the sky.

Together we can be heroes.

Let's save each other from this darkness that takes us from within.

Let's save our brother, sisters and friends.

When it feels like
all you can do is fall on your knees,

Try to remember the trees and their branches.

For without either they are not whole.

For together they stay mighty against the wind

Together we can.

For together we can be strong.

Let’s,  be a tree or a branch for each other.