I am a tree
with roots that run deep...

In the depths of my soul,
there lies a secret garden...

I am sorry for the pain I've caused
For the wounds that still haven't paused...

The universe expands,
Infinite and grand...

I wandered through a forest deep,
Where secrets whispered in the trees...

For a long time, I held bitterness in my heart,
A grudge that tore my soul apart...

My heart did beat,
A fortress of stone, with no retreat...

I'm sorry for the hurt I caused,
The pain that lingers, the wounds still raw...

In the heart of the city's bustling square,
I took a seat, feeling the surrounding stare...

In the meadow where memories softly grow,
Waves of grasses tenderly bend and blow...

The economy, a complex beast
With countless tendrils stretching east to west...

Justice is a force that stands tall,
A beacon of hope for one and all...