i sat up on a tree on a hill
needed aplace where the events of the day could unfillthe caverns deep inside my mind
where i have come to find
its my only place where i can be free
the only place i can be what i want to be
maybe a man that can jump and soar
maybe a man who everyone adores
but i know i am just me up on this hill
and just to be like that i would kill
and the sad part about my thoughts are
there is some kid that lives really far
who wants to be like me
unless he could see
how my life is at this place
the stress that lines my face
so i think i'll stay in my tree and smil
eand maybe i can dream of filling someone elses shoes for awhile
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