The oak tree outside grows,
Wrapping its Roots around your four chambered Heart.
My mind lays itself out before me;
An eternal journey through confusion; through Despair.

The cliff stands out on its own, strong and high,
Yet Sheds a few pieces of its Soul everyday
Which is forever Lost inside that ocean
Of deep Secrets.

Why can't I be this cliff?
I long to have my heart breathing your blood, your life.
I long to have these roots envelop me so that I may
Be one world closer to you.

Two more papers to go . stressed up , hehe :3 but thinking about the activities after exam will be exciting , im looking forward to it , not including band camp okayes ? ):

wulala , what can i do ?