It was not her choice,
To change herself.
It was the world who
Forced her to.
She was a little flower,
With few dreams in her eyes.
But this world doesn't
Need a flower,
But a tree.
That can give shade to people
Even after losing its leaves.
A tree with a hard trunk,
With branches spread wide.
To let the birds make nests
And roots so hollow,
As they are below and can't be seen.
A tree that can stand still.
Under rain,
Under sunlight,
Under lightning,
And even when people throw
Stones at it.
This is why she became
A tree...
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