I'm so exhausted all the time 

I'm angry when I haven't slept well 

and I haven't slept well since I hit puberty 

Do you think that lack of rest is partly to blame, 

like my choices and environments are, 

for my anger? 

The way that I misinterpret my dad's anger is the way I get misinterpreted all the time. 

Unlike my mother, I have a heavy step, a heavy hand, a heavy voice; whenever I speak, I wince at the sound of my words 

Very often I am not proud of my words, 

the actions I take 

How can I be this proud and equally this disappointed in myself? 

Which further makes me question whether or not I've truly grown at all 

Sometimes trees fall 

Trees get cut down

Forests burn

Forests burn and no one cares until they smell danger, until they see the flames coming for them 

Nobody cares about the home these trees provide 

Provide for me what I need 

I am the fire. I am the tree.