Trees

I've been thinking a lot lately about the topic Mr. Freeman (my art teacher) gave me. Trees. I don't really see much I can do with trees, I've been drawing them since I was young. How complex can it be? Two curved lines for a trunk, and a circle representing leaves. He somehow wants me to find my soul in a tree... I don't understand. I don't even think I have a soul anymore, I don't really say or feel anything. All I feel is pain, anger, frustration? Oh, there's another "not so bad" thing about high school... his name is David Petrakis. He is my hero, and my biology lab partner. I think he's very smart, brave, and someday going to be an excellent lawyer. 

If I was a tree.