Musings on a Tree

Musings on a Tree
(written 1/16/05 -- 21 years old)

Outside my window
A tree stands, unwavering.
There calmness must be -
But not inside me.

Oh how I long -
Long to be that tree:
Stable. secure.
Able to flex, to give
Without snapping,
         Breaking, falling.

But me:
I crumble under pressure.
I stumble when its rocky.

The tree, bare and exposed,
Is at peace,
While I stand
Attempting to hide -
To hide my all
From me, from you.
Ashamed.

Outside my window
A tree stands, unwavering.
Oh how I long,
Long to be that tree.