I am a tree

I am a big part in the environment

I make beauty in the world

I help people live

Without me, there will be no oxygen

Without me, the environment will not be pleasant to see

Without me, Earth will die

Without me, people will be in trouble

People use me for building house

People use me for making papers

I let them use me,

Cutting me down

But they're too abusive

They cut too many of my kind

And they sometimes don't replace a new one

We help them, but do they help us?

But even so, I still help them,

And love them

I hope they love me back

Love my kind back