You beg me to the forest
The land of unknown trees
You tell me tales of wonder, of beauty beyond my means.
You grab my hand and push me into the forest of hanging leaves
The flowers look so beautiful, perfectly placed on the outside of trees.
We walk deeper into the forest, it grows darker yet I stay.
I walk behind you, I follow you, I have lost all other ways.
You lead me to a clearing I can’t see the forest or home.
It’s there you leave my by myself