I am a tree, that I feel wet and weak everytime It rains
I am a tree, that I have not eaten for days and I cry cry cry but no one came.
I am a tree, that people plan to cut me down, and if they do,I am no more here.
I ask people to help me but since I am a tree the answers I get is no.
I wonder why people is so cruel?
What is going on in this wild life?
Is it the circle of life?
My tree friends have been cut down but a house falls on top of them.
I am a tree, I am a rock that falls to the ground.
I am so tired of trees annoying me with their attitude!!!!!!