Walking down my road one day I see a little tree,
It seems so lost and alone, it reminds me of… me,
Not really having a place in this world, not knowing what to do,
But sure to grow up big and strong, this I know is true,
Feeling small and in the way of everyone around us,
Seeming like a pesky insignificant piece of dust,
Finally growing up into a beautiful adult,
Realizing that everything that happens is not always our fault,
Knowing that no matter what we have a place on this earth,
If we didn’t why would god have made us from his hearth?
Apparently we have a reason for being created,
But right now we’ll just have to wait and try to not feel jaded,
None of us can tell the future and find out what’s to be,
We can’t unlock the door to it with a little key,
That little tree reminded me of who and what I am,
That every thing on this earth has its life planned.