The sun shone above her, looking friendly.
She thought it was smiling.
It looked that way.

That day, there were no clouds; the sky was blue above her.
Looking friendly.

It was really a nice day out.



She began to dance, above the freeway.
It felt right.
Her white dress fluttered around her, making the whole spring picture complete. She was free and careless.
Like a girl should be.

The smile covers the hurt.



Suddenly, she saw a factory, far away.
Dark,
strange,
spewing smoke out for the world to cry for.
Cars that went out rapidly from it.
She wondered how anyone could be so cruel,
how so many could be so cruel,
attacking Mother Earth in so many ways.

Her mind then broke, as her body already had.

The smile covered the hurt.