mindanomalies...

Thinking buds
about growing into trees
the strength the power
standing tall as tower
but where was to know
a sentimentalist within

still the vernal
quests the
why grow?
the responsibilies
the pains
the tension
the heartbreaks

all the good and
all the rights...
who is to define?
where is the line?
show me,
coz i have no eyes

guiding the wanderer
to be a tree
who would hold
the wind so free
cruel is the age
that cuts the wings
from the...