The Red Tree
Troubled, like the little girl crying in the corner
Hanging, as if nothing to say
Empty, like the young dog howling in the wind
Re-do, as if your life is upsetting
Egg shells, looking for an empty spot where the egg shells no longer crunch
Dead, as if your life s a sad, dead life
Tied, all tied in knots not knowing how to get out
Radical World, your world around you is crazy and you don't understand
Evil, your life is evil you never have good luck or pleasure
Everlasting, even though your life is everlasting there are always ting bits of pleasure to enjoy.
By Millie
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