My roots hold me down,
It reaches deep within the ground,
I feel young again and proud,
My branches high above the clouds.
My roots give me footing,
Withstanding the cruel winds,
Obeying my own wish,
Germinating my own seeds.
My roots give me an identity,
Helped me become who I was meant to be,
Made me survive by any means,
While appreciating everything.
My root is where I come from,
My root is why I don't conform,
My root is why I'll not stop,
I live because of my root.