As a statue I stand naked outside in a garden. But on my body are hanging christmas tree lights and balls and strings.
I’m a live christmas tree. Since I was a child I thought about, how does the tree feel, when it is decked for christmas. Is it sad because of leaving all its friends in the forest or is it happy because of wearing glitter and candles? When I was the christmas tree I could not feel the same, because I did not die as a tree dies when somebody cuts it down. But I froze outside in the cold winter. On the other side I liked the warm candles and glitter and I enjoyed to be a tree for some time.