When a tree begins to grow rotten apples
It was expected to happen. It was all a matter of time. The first time I was lied to and i let it seem ok was the biggest mistake, the second time i just questioned and the third time I became afraid. The tree I once had was going to blossom but society/mother nature has its ways of handling things. I knew that as soon as that tree began produce those rotten apples things would start to fall apart. Certain individuals out there have become so corrupt... it amazes me... That is fine because although I might have decided to bite from the apple and become poisoned I will prevail. I will prove that it is possible to suck the poision out of my punctured wound. So I lost that beautiful tree but was it worth it? Only time and my own decisions will decide my fate. I will miss the blossoming tree but it was time. They told me to cut it down, I told myself to cut it down but I did'nt. I waited. I waited for the day, I waited for the day that the tree itself would tell me to cut it down. So I play wonderwall one more time for the last time before I finally put it all away and blow my last goodbye.
posted by "Tears will get you sympathy; sweat will get you change" @ 3:26 PM
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