We are like a tattoo, forever there changing. We cover the Earth's beauty, like a scar of the skin. As time passes, we change. We spread in all directions slowly fading, sinking down, down into the skin of the earth. Contaminants! We overlap, lose our beauty in the concrete jungle. We become ****. Loosen out grip on nature, but we envy its eternal youth. We want to go back to our original beauty. We can't. We grow old. We continue to fade until we are a form with no beauty. Till the earth is covered. Humans are Earth's fading tattoo.