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Happ Butterfly
She let people stab her in the back Like stepping on a bug, they never know it’s coming Like hunting a deer they don’t know it’s coming She let them, she wanted it She was called a one trick pony She wanted the pain She wanted to be let down She let them, she wanted it But that’s not her story But nobody knew Nobody, people liked to judge her Tell her what she feels. She wanted to break the wall stopping Her from speaking Her words told something Like the words to songs, poems, stories They were stopped like water to a dam She never spoke She was called names Rude, quite, stupid,dumb, fat, ugly Eventually she felt Rude quite, stupid and dumb, fat,and ugly She never stood up She believed that she meant nothing She was broken Lost, Dead People made her world feel broken People made her feel sick People make her feel gone She was in pain She cut herself She starved herself She was trying to be everything she wasn’t She was told to be a happy butterfly But she was stuck in her cocoon Locked away She didn’t have a key, She didn’t have a code To be the happy butterfly that everyone told her to be She didn’t want the pain or the scars, The guilt, the agony, the hatred She was told to be the happy butterfly That she never believed she could be.
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