The Essence Of Who I Am

My mind is about to explode
I’m only a sapling yet you treat me like a grown tree
You can’t base everything on what you see
They say I’m mature for my age
But they don’t ask me why
I guess it’s easy to get lost in a forest when I’m alone
I’m trying to be a tree but I can’t change reality
I think I’ve convinced you though
And I think I’ve convinced myself to a slight degree

M.A.P

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