I am an oak tree who stands so tall
Thick branches with room to grow.
My leaves slowly falling
You chopped me down.
I try and regrow
You take my leaves and tore me from my roots
Sabotaged as I sellotaped my leaves
I give no more
My branches now lined with thorns
A rotting coposted excuse
Left till winter
Im Understanding I\'m no longer held
I\'m no longer froze
I\'m becoming a rose