Simply talks of how friends talk behind our backs as you also trying your best to live with your enemies. Some tend to irritate you for no reason and you're not able to tolerate them anymore.Everywhere you go, your friends seem to narrate your life. To survive you decide to look for a true friend only for you to be disappointed. For one to survive in this world is to be cautious in choosing who our friends are.

Do you ever think of the times you got lost in the woods?

Trees conveying behind your back as you're trying to live with the lions

Monkeys here and there and you're not able to tolerate them anymore.

And as for the parrots, everywhere they appear, they narrate your life.

While you're trying to find your way the devil is there and your life in the woods seems like a child struggling to push a large, huge stone.

To survive you decide to make hyena your friend not knowing the reason behind the different lenghts of the limbs. At this point death is entertaining you psychologically.

Raining starts leaving traces of rainbow on your face as you trying to segregate yourself from everything.

The day ends, the following day comesyou're able to face the woods with a smile but wait until the wind blows you hard and takes you back to the previous day, severe blood pressure hits on you and your heart pumping capacity is like that of an athlete who's running for more than 10km.

For one to live and survive in the woods is to be cautious and have an extra eye.