Eyes like ice,
Frozen cold, black as night.
She watches us,
Wondering why we ignore such beauty.
But nobody notices,
As she slowly turns away.

Hair like trees,
Swaying in her storm.
White as bone,
Wondering why no one will touch her.

She is solitary,
And she doesn't deserve it.
What can we do?
She is invisibly beautiful.

Skin of flesh,
Blood runs so slow.
A shape of nature's design,
Why don't we want that?

Words like howls,
Wolves in the darkness.
Calling out, is anybody there?
Now we realize,
Nature's purity is a curse.

She is deserted,
And nobody understands.
When can we do?
She is invisibly beautiful.