May 2014
I gave away my branches,
I gave away my leaves,
you chopped me up for housing,
then ran off,
leaving me.
I gave away my dirt,
and gave away my air,
I gave away the water,
you said you'd none to spare.
I gave away my patterns,
I gave away my age,
I gave away all I had,
and you'd just take and take.
And now that I have nothing,
I sit alone, and cry
I think how I am now a stump,
and you didn't even say goodbye.
I gave away my leaves,
you chopped me up for housing,
then ran off,
leaving me.
I gave away my dirt,
and gave away my air,
I gave away the water,
you said you'd none to spare.
I gave away my patterns,
I gave away my age,
I gave away all I had,
and you'd just take and take.
And now that I have nothing,
I sit alone, and cry
I think how I am now a stump,
and you didn't even say goodbye.
I don't know why,
I give stuff to you.
I tell the others,
it's just what I do.
But I'm ready to jump,
right over the ledge.
You keep laughing,
and pushing me off the edge.
Then you come back around,
asking for solace.
I'd have hit the ground by now,
but i won't get stuck in the past.
So whether or not hurting me was your goal,
Take that you ***!
Being a bully isn't cool.
:3
I give stuff to you.
I tell the others,
it's just what I do.
But I'm ready to jump,
right over the ledge.
You keep laughing,
and pushing me off the edge.
Then you come back around,
asking for solace.
I'd have hit the ground by now,
but i won't get stuck in the past.
So whether or not hurting me was your goal,
Take that you ***!
Being a bully isn't cool.
:3
