Within my roots you shall see, 
There really is much more to me. 
The gifts I give the human Earth, 
Oxygen, paper, invaluable is my worth. 

But lately I've been feeling used, 
Taken advantage of, broken and even bruised. 
The world keeps spinning round and round, 
But each day more and more of us get chopped down. 

Without us you all really can't breathe, 
So hear us out - save the trees!