You see, it’s not easy being me. 

And being a teen. 

Everything has to be tit for tat and it has to be this OR that. 

Why can’t it ever be this AND that? 

Well, it’s because it’s not easy being me. 

I am growing into a tree, and yet no one can see. 

The needles of expectation stabbing into me, 

Making me still, and 

Grew me into a tree. 

People pick my apples and step on my leaves. 

They walk all over me like I'm just an ordinary tree. 

Everyone admires me for my leaves, 

And no one gives me what I need. 

What I need is what no one can see. 

Help and support are what will help me escape from being a tree. 

You see, I need help finding me. 

The blueness within me turned me into a tree that you see.

My body stiffens as the growth of doubt reaches into my roots. 

It was too late for my saving before I came into a tree. 

You see, parents don’t see with the vision we do. 

We have to make them believe to see what we see. 

Mental health is yet still not taken seriously. 

That’s why I became a tree. 

When the blueness takes over, 

Not only does it take your happiness away but your body too. 

I feel like a tree when I feel blue. 

My body can’t move in the blues. 

It feels like glue won’t make me feel brand new. 

I need something new. 

Here I am looking at you, 

In need of something new. 

I need new soil from someone who isn’t blue. 

My blue runs my pain through my roots. 

In need of someone who can remove the blue. 

Parents, I am here to tell you, 

Help your kids from being blue. 

Let me see that there is more to life rather than just being blue. 

The blueness within you can control you, 

And control your pain. 

And parents I need you to see that today. 

Your kids’ mental pain can lead to physical pain. 

The motivation to get out of bed becomes devotion to staying in bed.

The darkness swallows the lightness you see beforehand. 

The positivity turns into negativity before you can even raise your hand. 

The blueness starts formulating before you even know it, 

Before you can even see it. 

The blueness runs through your veins, 

And starts running through your heart. 

You think you’re just off to a bad start until you hit the dark. 

The tears streaming from the eyes, 

Is the true sign of blueness,

Taking over the sun that gleamed in the eyes. 

The shadow of darkness starts to roll in,

Taking over what was truly a beautiful sight.

A sight of what happiness could be. 

Loneliness and emptiness are only to be found.

Discourage and despair is the only thing to be around. 

Running in circles, and

Hope is nowhere to be found. 

Parents I am telling you, 

Don’t let your kid drop into a hole filled with doubt. 

Give them a rope of hope to help them out. 

The roots of blues can be cut off, but

They need the proper help to start trimming them off. 

To cut them free from the doubt. 

Mental health is equally important as your physical health, 

But you need the proper help to balance them both. 

Because if you don’t, 

Your pain will grow. 

It can even grow to be a tree. 

A tree of sadness, 

A tree of doubt, 

With roots of sadness, and leaves of regret. 

You will become a tree of death. 

Parents, 

Help your kids, 

Don’t neglect. 

The pain is real, and 

So are the scars. 

Help your kids fight their battle. 

Don’t let the blueness take over what really matters. 

Don’t let it take over what they’ve become. 

Let them see there’s more than just being a tree.