smoke stacks

shadows centered
in fatigue
like a pillar
a high up pillar
made of ice
good night and good bye
and i wish you hadn't told me
because now i lie
too boldly
i claim it doesn't bother me at all
when really
i'm dying of jealousy inside
hate the body
hate the face
hate the people
hate the name
everything that
she was born with
blew away like ashes
but she's rooted to the ground
and i can't move an inch
and i can't grow an inch
feed me
free me
need me
see me
i am just a tree.