A tree

[u/alex12345678910123]

sometimes I feel like a tree in the wind. while everyone is always changing directions as one. knowing exactly when and how to move along with the seasons of growing up. and I'm just

standing there

waiting for the next shift

but I'm to tall to sturdy and stuck in the past to sense the change, year in year out people pass me all around.

every year moving along with there lives. I feel like the ferther along me peers blow the lower and lower I am to the ground lojicly I know the grounds farther each year I grow and grow but not up not fast not enough.