Letters To No One

I'm Like A Tree

  There isn't really a context to this to be honest. It's really just explaining how I feel sometimes.

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I'm Like A Tree
I'm like a worn tree
Standing through the raging snow
The rough rains, harsh hail
The burning sun, all alone

People stop to sit down
Letting their worries spill onto me
But who will listen to mine?
Or do I carry this weight on my own?

When it rains, they say the sky cries
But to where do her tears fall?
Her shattered pieces land on my arms
And I bear the heavy burden alone

The effects are like a papercut
Small but strong, little but powerful
Am I just a shoulder to cry on?
Everyone using me, but no one there for me?

Then, once the cold chill of winter arrives
My leaves, which stayed and kept me alive
Fall off my branches
Leaving me bare and broken

And finally, after all the faking
All the small smiles and little laughs
The wild wind blows as the final push
And no one
                                                     hears me fall.