Trees

I feel sorry for trees.

Trees blend in with the background. No matter how unique they are, they can never stand out. No one notices them. No one talks about how kind they are. No one talks about the shade they provide in heavy sunlight. No one bothers to give them credit for anything they do.

But everyone notices the pretty red flower next to the tree. Because it's a flower. It's full of colour, is nice and delicate.

But not the tree because it's just a tree.

And sometimes I feel like a tree.

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