Loneliness

THE TREE 

 

I'm here in my forest

The birds are tickling me 

But they never talk to me 

I don't understand bird language anyway 

Why has he created me this way 

I just stand here all the years

I can't see 

I can't hear 

But I feel 

And I feel life around me 

Like I'm surrounded by something or someone 

Maybe it's just my path to be this way