A Tree cut down for Paper, Why?

Paper so thin
With a soft and silky touch

He is soft now
But he was large and rough

it was something better
it was meant to be

A big strong tree
But became a memory

Of a harsh short past
It happens to all of us

They had no time
No time to discuss

I live here in this world
Where you live too

Why did you do this to me
This is what you do

To friends and families
What have you done

We are as innocent as can be
You know we can’t run

I was needed for life
But treated with pain

You murderers never stop
You do it again and again

A bang and a crash
It happens to all

I was innocent in every way
I never had a chance to grow tall

I was a big strong person
But cut down by an abuser

They did this to me
This isn’t my ideal future

They’ve done this to all
To all I call an ally

All trees are cut down
For paper, just Why?