Whip me around
Try to tear me up, break me
Throw me off, dropp me to the ground
You didn’t make me
Shove me in the water
Watch as I drown
You won’t hear my cries.
I was put where I was because, because
Because… well, I don’t know why
But I am where I am
And there I will stand, waving
As you walk by
Yes, I am where I am,
And even then - You can’t cut me down, but why?
I’ll only stand where I stand
And land where I am:
Reaching out for the sky
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