Bad Day On the Horizon

I was walking one day and tripped over a log I guess my head was stuck in a fog I felt an ouch and saw i skinned my knee At that moment i really hated trees Getting my balance i pulled myself up on that old branch Than i noticed i ruined my good pants Well now i was upset mad as can be Yelling it now i hate stupid trees Now that was a waste of breath i notice no ones around Just me all messed up and a stupid old log on the ground So i set out hobbling down the road Just my luck it was a day that was cold My butt hanging out blood on my knee Yes i can say i hate stupid trees Now i get home and to my surprise When i was making a mess of myself my friends stopped by Look what we brought you to sit on the corner of your lot A piece of driftwood you say i think not