Screw Poetry.
Children of the Tree's
If you fall, if you fall, I'll be there to catch you all,
If you fall, if you fall, I'll be there----
When the children of the tree's never eat and sleep,
It makes wonder if I belong,
do you belong with me-e-e?
Time ticks on the clock,
How long before I get mocked?
Oh the laughing bird,
jokes at me,
Why am I ashamed?
Well, why shouldn't I be?
I want you,
but you certianly don't want me,
you made that clear,
Under the children of the tree's!
If like was a bubble,
when would I pop?
How much pressure can I take?
Before I reach the top?
I want to sing,
and dance,
in a ring,
with you,
me,
and live,
in the bubble,
that is called life.
By Caitlin Owens
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