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[asaphish]

i stand here waiting like a tree
waiting for life to happen to me

i strain mi big eye open wide
the pain in the world makes me cry

the squirl that bites mi nuts
the sheep that hit the wall
they picture it like its candy
but then they trip and fall

i miss mi friends
whos branches wrapped in mine
we'd blow in the wind
making up our own time

i stare at the teachers and lose miself
i cry for you, but whatd i do?

joined the race, and lost mi face
sprayed with mace, and blinded.
ill start mi own pace
push erase bass brach beauty face

i stand here waiting like a tree
life is like a toolbox waiting for me

i see the all with mi big eye
i slow down strain and start to cry

~rite~