You to me, me to you

Forsaken the forest,

I wait. dont hurry her

Awaiting the stories I taste nothing just starving eyes

I seen a lot of faces nothing new

Indeed the ways to a better life starts with you

Till I see away with gardens

Rather high I rather go

Suppose something there for me to find

Naming the long run I choose sobering up the attitude

be safe now I don’t wanna begin here with

Arguments

who wins?

no one is right.

Take me in well but I want to leave

Left me here to live with them but I want to leave

Leaves fall endlessly. Not all that pretty.