Why do I think they must have found them ugly?

For if humans are so mean to each other

what might cause them to spare the trees?

So brown and barren they seem

Their gawky limbs outstretched

Scrawny and brittle

they snap under our hands and feet…

drearier than the sad clouds they sit beneath

Oh how they must have found them ugly

These dreadful humans who constantly complain about the weather,

For how dare Mother Nature exist as she?

We can’t always thrive, sometimes we must simply survive

Published by Faith

I am human patiently accepting myself. I am unapologetic about being wild, and untamed. I am always open to new things and I only accept good vibe and positive energies. I love people and life and the world is my playground. I love children, animals and elderly people. I write to express and understand my thoughts, feeling and behaviors. It's self therapy and a visualization tool. I am a selfish loner at times a very sensitive INTJ. I am an aspiring psychological disorders and consumer behavior researcher and practitioner, living with Bipolar 1.

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