I want to draw trees and fill it's branches with the thoughts that I don't let free I want to paint its leaves with sad and happy memories I want the trunk to look like its made out of the time that got wasted by me I want the colors to be mixed like the words that go unsaid and the gibberish I feel like isn't worth understanding I want this tree to be shown to everyone For everyone to see what a mess of painting it is the painting to be seen as the symbol of anxiety all the unwritten poems and all those masterpieces that I never got to show anyone The mind that got corrupted by the world, all it to be combined in one single tree























