Trees symbolize Life. From a vulnerable Seed. That has To be protected. Into a Source of oxygen. That gives Life, To others. But now that I Grew. Like a tree Standing firm Against The wind. Trees symbolized Death. Wether I use my Body as an Ornament. Or if I stick my car Against the Bark Like sap. Trees symbolize Death. No wonder a trees Silent. No one can relate To the pain Required To grow. Trees symbolize Me. From a small Child. That grew Into A great man. I too suffered In the silence. As I watched My leaves fall. I was dead. But with The help Of the sun. I started To bare fruit. And Now others can See That I grew.