I am a tree

No one stops to look at trees anymore

You know that they're there

You know what they look like

If someone points one out

You'll politely acknowledge it's existence

But you wouldn't go out of your way to stop and give it water or check to see if it has any dead leaves

The only time trees are approached is when you are tired and want to rest against their trunk

Or when you want to hang a sign on them

Or when you're hungry and want some fruit to eat

And the tree doesn't complain

It can't

It can't say no

I am a tree