Climbing a tree is like Fly in the sky The closer you are to the Top more things are clear Once you make it you sit And admirer life as it Floats by But what most people are Worried about it falling Falling from the tree And falling from the sky And then when you hit the Ground you wonder why you Had fallen and you ask.. Why did I screw my life up?
Reason for writing:
In the begining of life it is like climbing a tree. Everything is fine until you fall (doing something that messses
up your life) And when you hit ground you wonder what you did wrong.
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