Tree

i will be like a tree

i will drop all my worries, my expired friendships and my broken dreams

i will lay them on the ground like crumpled leaves

they will wither and fade into red then brown

maybe it'll make me feel more safe and sound 

but what goes always comes back

but this time it wont come back like a smack

because bad things can change into good things 

thats why you have to be patient to see what the future brings