Caught in a tree, trapped by willessness
Time passing as the winds sweeps the hair from my face
From a distance some matters might not seem so intense
And from a height such as this, one's heart might not melt
Observing and releasing the truth as you captured it, and
never letting yourself be fooled
It seems so easy, but when a visitor stumbles upon your path
To offer his kind words and intentions
The shady branches on which you find yourself become
the last obstacle between you and own honesty
For emotions are rarely like maps
And it just might be you're not only risking your selfish, emberrassed heart
But, additionally, that of someone dear
Whom you wouldn't dream of hurting with a reply they deserve to hear
Alas, the wall comes down
Sensibility knocks you from your tower
The higher the treetop, the greater the fall
A lesson of great value for you to learn;
That tastes may differ between two minds
It's not supposed to be a reckless kind
Gauge the worth of the ties you trust
Not all are honorourable to return...
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