• I started from the ground up,
    No water was given to me in a golden cup.
    I rely on my roots for the things I need,
    Because they'll always be there despite everything.
    I've learned to stand tall throughout the years,
    For it was easy- I knew no fears.
    I delt with the storms that tore me apart,
    But despite everything I'm not that smart.
    So I'll stand here for years and face the world,
    But tell me- Am I a tree or a growing girl?