TO: MY LIFE

If I can choose to be anything in this world, I want to be a root that stood for your worth. I want to be the trunk for you to rest after work, And be the branches that can comfort you like Perth.

If I can choose to be any character in this game, I want to be the strong wood that can hold your blame. I want to be a tree full of leaves making a crown that protects you from shame, For you to live in good name and leave as a star in all the good frame hanged on the wall of fame.

TELL ME YOUR LITTLE THINGS