I try oh so very hard
To build myself up
And in return for my progress
I tear it back down
All the way to the ground
I try and try and try again
To build what never was
Like replanting a tree
Knowing that it will die
Because the soil is poisoned
I am the tree
The world is my poison
Some people are the water trying to help me survive
While others are the forest fire
Trying to burn me to the ground
Before I can do it myself
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PoetryThis is a book containing my poems that I have written. It starts back when I was three years old, up until now and each time I write something new I'll be adding it as a new chapter to the book. It takes you through my love, my passions, my thought...
