Tree
I ask for water that's all I do,
Perhaps a bit more sun,
Give me love and shelter too,
And I'll fluff up like a bun.
Selfless I give and give more,
And ask for nothing in turn,
Be glad and well while I'm bored(d),
Because anytime I can make you burn.
I have nothing to live or die for,
No reason to carry on,
I'm no one's and I'll never be your(s),
But will be missed when gone.
Copyright © Gaurav Chawla | Year Posted 2014
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