Sliding down the tree

Sliding down the tree.

I can't come when you call me

I am not who you thought

You wouldn't like me when I'm angry

My dark places

Just when you left

What should not

Just is.

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up.

I don't want to disappoint you

I am not who you want

Growing arms

Growing legs

My loss

Is your gain.

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up

You've built this up.

(Sliding down the tree)

(Sliding down the tree)