Tree

Im not sure where you came from
I usually see you in the house with the gnome
You always seem to make me feel right at home
I once heard you made some one foam, at the mouth
And you know Im alway down south
But up north is where i want to be
Not up in humble though
more like the city of angels
No not here with the people with the kanckles
I hate spending cash but they love getting that hash
my friend once made tea but i didn't get any
I met you at 15
before i had never really seen
you make me see shapes and help me fly
I loose myself in the maze you provide
its kinda like a ride
I wonder how you can make my world so much rounder
There is so much out there
It doesn't even matter
You make me feel good like all my fixes do
I just hope some day you'll help me find her.
this, this, is to be enjoyed with another.