Why I hug trees lol

A friend sent me a poem once
“She sat at the back and they said she was shy,
She led from the front and they hated her pride,
They asked her advice and then questioned her guidance
They branded her loud,then we’re shocked by her silence.
When she showed no ambition they said it was sad
So she told them her dreams and they said she was mad
They told her they’d listen the covered their ears
And gave her a hug while they laughed at her fears
And she listened to all of it thinking she should
Be the girl they told her to best as she could
But one day she asked what was best for herself
Instead of trying to please everyone else
So she walked to the forest and stood with the trees
She heard the wind whisper and dance with the leaves
She spoke to the willow the elm and pine
And she told them what shed been told time after time
She told them she felt she was never enough
She was either to little or to far far to much too loud or too quite riot fierce or too weak
To wise or too foolish too bold or too meek
Then she found a small clearing surrounded by firs
And she stopped and she heard what the tress said to her
And she sat there for hours not wanting to leave
For the forest said nothing it just let her breath

By unknown