Our words affect people, and sometimes even ourselves.
The words we speak can either be beautiful, moving, helpful, and inspiring but some can be distasteful, frightening, deceiving, damaging and even manipulative also both to ourselves and to others.
Sometimes, our words make us like trees, we become stubborn and we tend stand up and fight for what we say when we could've humbled ourselves to prevent the mess we've gotten ourselves into or at least prevent the situation from becoming worse.
But even if we make mistakes, we grow from it. We change. We learn.
Just something quite weird and deep, and because I finally have time to draw. I thank this song. [link] Our tastes are different but I personally think the song's beautiful.
I like trees and scraves, though I don't wear them, heh.
Oh and if anyone notices or even cares, that's my GaiaOnline avatar. I like to mess with her. :3
Canson watercolor pad