Natural as
the leaves
of a tree:
Beautiful.
We grew up
on this world.
It grew up
with us.
It was never intended
to change, but
like us,
it did.
Do you remember
a time
when beauty
was natural?
As natural
as
a plant?
But,
That is
No More.
Everything now:
Plastic and
Fake
No one was there
to say
where the
wrongful beliefs lay.
Who were we to be
if we stood by to see
what has happened to you
and me?
Though,
we don't have
to stay
this way.
We could change
for Better or Worse
Everyday.
the leaves
of a tree:
Beautiful.
We grew up
on this world.
It grew up
with us.
It was never intended
to change, but
like us,
it did.
Do you remember
a time
when beauty
was natural?
As natural
as
a plant?
But,
That is
No More.
Everything now:
Plastic and
Fake
No one was there
to say
where the
wrongful beliefs lay.
Who were we to be
if we stood by to see
what has happened to you
and me?
Though,
we don't have
to stay
this way.
We could change
for Better or Worse
Everyday.
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