I am a little person

Standing in the shadows of giants.

In the forest of trees, my small sapling body

Outstretched, strains to touch

The scarce light reaching the forest floor.

It is blocked out by the bigger trees around me

Claiming the light for themselves.

Struggling to speak

My little voice is drowned out by the cacophony of the others

…and no one hears the message


I don’t want to be a big tree like you.

I want to be

A big tree like me.