[Intro: Heavy melodic bass, dark electric guitar chords] [Verse 1: Low, intimate female voice] Above, there are the branches. I smile at the sun and let the wind comb through me, because that is what the world expects. But beneath, in the mud, the roots have taken a different path. [Chorus: Drum entry, powerful bass, soaring soprano harmonies] I feel this latent pain, constant. It is my own spirit wrapping around my throat, an invisible force tightening with a handless grip. The more I try to cast out my thoughts, the more that grip bites. [Verse 2: Steady drum beat, rhythmic electric guitar] And so, the held-back crying begins. A burning that stays stuck right there, suffocating every word. I understand now that the boundary must not be crossed, that this tearing sensation is better than the misunderstanding of those who watch. [Bridge: Dramatic build-up, heavy drums, electric guitar solo layers] [Soprano vocals rising in the background: Ahhhh-ohhhh] Now that I am an adult, I know. Awareness does not take away the pain; it only makes it clearer. I know that no one would understand, and so I accept that my throat is the last place left to defend. [Final Chorus: Full power, driving drums, epic cinematic rock] But in this mud, at last, I have found it. My anchor root, the primary one, that beats like a heart. It is what holds everything together, even when the spirit tightens. It tells me I am not lost; I am only protected. [Outro: Guitar feedback, fading drums, final high soprano note] It hurts deeply, it is true, but there is hope. For as long as that primary root pulses in the deep, I will remain the tree that I am. [End]
