I wish if I could give her from my own life,
Well, I love my life, but I love my mother more..
Let your shirt down
I can’t tolerate
To be far from you
Even as far as a shirt
Many nest were build on me since I’m not a young tree. My branches always act like arms open to hug birds and give them a place to live.
Here babies were singing as usual while she was feeding them,
Wind was making every single leaf to dance but suddenly I felt pain like somebody tried to burn me in fire,
It was them again, shooting at birds for FUN, but birds were dying for REAL, so was I.
My tears couldn’t let you know
My arms couldn’t make you stay
My words couldn’t make you stop
Love closed its eyes..