Why is it always me?
Why is it never me?
Cherry blossoms bloom around my friends. Seeds in which I helped grow.
My friends scratch their heads as they watch my trees barely grow.
The water had come straight from the sky.
The soil was rich and plentiful.
All my friends cherry blossoms were strong and tall.
What did I do wrong to stunt the growth?
"At least my trees aren't withered or uprooted like some I guess."
Doesn't stop the underlying feeling of envy.
Make it stop .
Grow please .
What more can I do? I water you daily, I give you plenty sun, yet my little cherry blossoms reach no farther than my knees.
Maybe it'll grow one day.
Maybe it'll stay like this forever.
