She loves the flowers, The flowers love her, She loves the birds, The trees, the grass, And they love her, And yet, She still feels alone, No one really cares.
She tries to create happiness and joy, but every time she creates beautiful life, they wipe it away, and expect her to just forget, they expect her to keep on rebuilding her creations after they've torn them down without a care, over and over again they destroy, without a thought of how she might feel. Heartless she calls them.
Behind the mask lies the true face of nature...
Sorrow has overtaken her love now and so things begin to crumble, for what was once a beautiful world full of life, is now full of death and suffering, they destroy, She rebuilds, over and over, so many thoughtless acts against her. She grows weak, replenishing life starts to become almost impossible because of them, and her anger starts to overtake her sorrow. She starts to hate them more and more, her anger grows and grows, and for ever more it grows.
Nature herself becomes… Ugly
For what she loves, she hides her face from the world.
Think of Mother Nature <The World>
Meh just something I once came up with for the avi competition