Falling leaves off the trees..forcing you to come to peace, let them fall let them fall who knows if a tree could loose them all... autumn seems filling but if the people are willing it could go from beauty to future torment, who even knew that if the strong winds blew it would harm not even a fly... when you hold yourself high and forget how to cry and choose not to love another... when you will is strong and you keep a tight bond and you know not to lost what you have, because once you give up and you loose what you love theres not a way to turn things back.
